With deliberate intention, the goal was to devour thousands of words. He reveled in the delicious anticipation of cerebral and sentimental fulfillment. Focused and ready for some relevant adscititious information to challenge his brain’s hunger for knowledge and fantasy. The emotions of the poets forcefully laid down impressions on his mind. Hours passed immersed in the stories and written essences of others. It colored him happy. And tired. The eyes slowly closed. All the words turned to dreams of mystical sunsets with a bareback unicorn ride on the beach, hair whipping in the wild wind.
what is your recommendation
what is the latest you've read
perhaps i would like it too
books are always a cause for celebration
more stimuli for our fantasies
more reflection in our souls
and i get to add another ten
to the twenty
already on my side table
I’m feeling a bit guilty lately. And cranky about it. Forgive me for what I am about to say. Please.
There are so many writers I follow, but I’m falling behind in reading them. Know that I wish I could spend more time doing exactly that. But life, commitments, goals, and other passions are pulling me at me always. Sadly, there are only 24-hour days, and I have to prioritize those things which require self-preservation, devote the correct amount of time to those things which have deadlines, and choose wisely where I spend my free time. This leaves me with little time for reading every post on every single blog I follow. I’m sorry.
Know that I will as much as I can when I physically have the time to do so. And when I do and have liked a piece, it’s because it has struck a chord in me. I may not always comment, though, if I have a lot of pieces I’d like to read. You are all precious to me, and your words and thoughts inspire me, thrill me, and even make me laugh appropriately! I do most certainly miss spending as much time on your blogs as I previously did.