Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Found: Insight

I could blog or I could write.

Really, how many words can I write in the 40 minutes I have before I must leave for work? Wouldn't this time be better spent, I don't know, doing something? I'll write when I have copious amounts of silent, unhindered time.

Then I open my quote journal, and find this:

"You will turn over a many a futile new leaf 'til you learn we must all write on scratched-out pages."

Mignon McLaughlin

So I'm writing and wishing you happy travels down your own imperfect road.


  1. Great choice. Happy travels to you, too.

  2. My road has been bumpy, then dark, then blinding, then flooded, and now I'm pulling over at a pit stop so I can blog. Happy travels to you too oh wise one. :)

  3. I have an award for you!!!