I have been quiet. So quiet radar couldn't have detected me. I wasn't moving. I wasn't lurking. I wasn't even online.
And I missed it.
It's a treat to me to get a little bit of time to sit and read, to think and commiserate, to opine and admire, and to share, to be part of this delightfully weird and inspiring community connected by wi-fi and cable but joined by more than that, even if it's a laugh, a tear, an invisible hug for a stranger who shares a passion for the same obscure candy from childhood, or a thank-you for a tidbit of advice or a heart-rending story, a powerful set of words, an incredible photograph, a project, a slice of life so very different and so very similar to your own.
I wasn't absent-minded; I was absent. And I minded.
My world has been like a box of pieces. Nothing's fallen to pieces; it seems they've simply arrived that way. It's exciting, the assembly, but pieces seem to take up far more room in their original state. I can't wait to see what they become.
Tackling a massive to-do list that I am determined to conquer before September 1st, including a stack of actual printed-on-paper reading! I am adding the odd 'easy-to-check-off' item to the list like Go For Coffee (or vodka) with So&So so that I can eat my coffee cake and check it off, too. ( I add a very square check-box beside each entry on the list. Me = Anal-Retentive Nerd.)
I've spent the last couple hours catching up on other people's lives. I still have a few more to check in on. And some emails to which I've wanted to reply. But I plan on adding my blog-reading and -writing respite onto the permanent list of things I want to do. Insert very square check-box here.