I totally dropped the ball yesterday. I didn't get any comments or reading or writing or posting or, well, anything done other than school work and helping my mom out at her house. But, hey, sometimes you have to let life get in the way! After all, if we don't live, what on earth will we write about?
I have nothing to say today. Nothing profound to drop on you or incite your imaginations into an uproar.
I'll leave that to one who said it best, who trumps just about everyone I've ever read in the inspiration department.
Feast. Enjoy. And write on.
Lightly men talk of saying what they mean […] When the time comes to you at which you will be forced at last to utter the speech which has lain at the center of your soul for years, which you have, all that time, idiot-like, been saying over and over, you’ll not talk about joy of words. I saw well why the gods do not speak openly, nor let us answer. Till that need can be dug out of us, why should they hear the babble that we think we mean? How can they meet us face to face till we have faces?
----C.S. Lewis, Till We Have Faces
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