I know, I know, I know.May 18, 1997
St Kilda East.I'm getting worse at this, not better. I had a good rhythm going there for awile, posting most days and keeping everything up to date. Sorta fell off the wagon a bit.
There is a lot of food for thought around at the moment, and I suppose because my brain is getting quite a strenuous workout I'm a little empty when it comes to keeping FV up to date.
I am formulating an entry at the moment, going a little into my past, and dealing with some of the things that are going on for me at the moment. But I'm finding it hard to write. Hard to kick off, and transfer a little of the fire onto the page. I hate these periods of drought, those times of mediocrity.
It isn't the lack of output that's the problem, it's the mediocrity of life at the moment. The bland, banality of life as it ticks over quietly. This too is grist for the entry-to-come mill.
Catch you then.
".....Come, now, stay stay here with me in my palace
until it is the eleventh day and even the twelfth day,
and then I will send you well on your way, and give you glorious
gifts, three horses and a well-finished chariot; also
I will give you a fine goblet so that you can pour libations
to the immortals; and think of me, all your days, when you do so"
The Odyssey of Homer
Book XXIV, 92-95
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