Sunday, November 20, 2016

What Irony is

I sit looking out my window- at the leaves on the ground, the smoldering fire, the sun rising. The weather has turned cool and I revisited this forgotten blog. I found it truly ironic that I posted the Charles Bukowski No Excuses piece shortly before I abandoned the process myself in pursuit of other things. It has been 1,389 days since I have written anything. Perhaps this will be an awakening, or perhaps an interlude before returning to sleep. Time will tell.