"A time splashed with interest, wounded with tragedy, crevassed with joy—that's the time that seems long in the memory. Eventlessness has no posts to drape duration on. From nothing to nothing is no time at all." -John Steinbeck, East of Eden
I want to remember what my duration is draped on – like skiing through the clouds, a long walk in the rain, David's homemade raspberry tarts, falling asleep reading, a new favorite song, or drinking champagne until way too late on a Tuesday. So, I'm going to do just that by writing more. Three days a week until the end of March to be exact. See you soon!
