The sky is overcast. I am cast into a reflective, hollow tunnel. Not hollow, really, for the tunnel becomes inhabited by all the characters of the novels I'm reading, the ideas I'm pondering. I need a new writing stage. Journals, blogs, web sites, magazines; is there any other medium available to an average American?
I took my second riding lesson today. Eric's check ride last week was postponed when his instructor didn't show. Hopefully now it's already on the grade books...History, a sealed deal, old news, the book already read and shelved.
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