some days, when i sit down to write, i get distracted.
i forgot to fold the clothes. i have to run to ikea. the floor got dirty [again] and has to be swept. sit to write. oh wait, i need to load the dishwasher. the load of laundry is done. the play-doh has to be cut into shapes. oh, last-minute tickets to see the ringling brothers? of course. you get the picture...
that's how this monday went.
so, for the last 30 minutes of this monday, i sat down to write...and discovered that words don't always flow freely, nor do sentences always make sense.
but when a throwback photo magically appears in your drafts, the opportunity is not to be missed.