Jack Handy continues to invade my brain. Sigh. But more importantly, I can’t figure out how to watch the second season of The Bear. Because, honestly, there’s no time to figure it out, even without children in the house. Thus, creativity evades me. But you got it, girl, for sure.
Good to hear all that. I am nearly 65, with two grown sons. My wife and I had busy lives, to put it mildly. During the time from age 25 to 55 I wrote 25 poems, less than one a year, even though they woke me up and danced in head during the day. I was a carpenter and my arms were always tired. Now, life is very different. I have written, in this, my first real year of retirement, about 100 poems and some of them are decent. So, I understand your current state but I think you will do great things because you are already doing amazing things. Here is a poem about the limits of poetry and probably imagination.. https://westonpparker.substack.com/p/some-poems
Thanks, again, Jodie, for pulling me in. That urge when creating, or even doing, to be friggin EVERYTHING during the time, yet feeling nothing is done right......
I think I'm in this too deep to comment more. You know. hugs
Jack Handy continues to invade my brain. Sigh. But more importantly, I can’t figure out how to watch the second season of The Bear. Because, honestly, there’s no time to figure it out, even without children in the house. Thus, creativity evades me. But you got it, girl, for sure.
There is no time! We've been in staying up late to squeeze in an episode or half- on Hulu!
Good to hear all that. I am nearly 65, with two grown sons. My wife and I had busy lives, to put it mildly. During the time from age 25 to 55 I wrote 25 poems, less than one a year, even though they woke me up and danced in head during the day. I was a carpenter and my arms were always tired. Now, life is very different. I have written, in this, my first real year of retirement, about 100 poems and some of them are decent. So, I understand your current state but I think you will do great things because you are already doing amazing things. Here is a poem about the limits of poetry and probably imagination.. https://westonpparker.substack.com/p/some-poems
Thanks, again, Jodie, for pulling me in. That urge when creating, or even doing, to be friggin EVERYTHING during the time, yet feeling nothing is done right......
I think I'm in this too deep to comment more. You know. hugs
When you know, you know! Thanks for pickin up what I'm throwin down. xoxoxo