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15 May 2013

Due

The orange dots on the black square screen click quicker than I can blink. I know I've got 5 minutes until the 270 bus arrives at my stop. That's just 5 minutes to say something worth writing about. 5 minutes before the daily routine of the 8:07 bus comes roaring up the hill and hissing - it stops; puffing at this usual spot. I pause to think. A man stops by. Looks at me writing, and then up at the black square screen. Now 4 minutes. There's just too much to say to in 6 long months. Lots of stories. Lots of times when after silly things have happened and I've sat in the quiet and said - 'Now that would have been a great blog post'. I smile. The man looks away quickly. 3 minutes. Wow - hasn't that gone fast? Though, I suppose, so has 6 months - filled to the brim with a new job, a new house and everything else in between... A sort of hibernation, maybe? Storing up my stories over the winter to let them burst out in the middle of May like these unexpected rain showers. Then again. They just as quickly stop, don't they? Now, I'm stealing 5 minutes in the morning. I glance up. 1 minute. I'm cutting out a little bit of the hours that are set so strong, to scribble in a notebook. At the bus stop. Well, it might be more of a scribble than substance - but I'm writing again.

Due.

11 comments:

  1. I'm really glad that you're writing again, I've missed your posts. If I'm totally honest, though, I haven't been here much lately (and by that I mean that I didn't read or write posts for quite some time now). I'm very busy with... life I guess.

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    1. Thank you Starlight. I guess we must live it first so we can write about it! I definitely missed it though. Thank you. x

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  2. "but I'm writing again...

    That's what's most important. When you get a chance, I hope to see a tale or three...

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    1. Hi Robbie - True. Tale two is posted. Thank you.

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  3. Excellent. I've missed you. And I miss Starlight, too, but I try not to nag people. It comes when it comes. I must be patient.

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    1. I missed you too Nessa. Thank you. But next time I'm awol, feel free to nag. :)

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  4. Good to see you back! London is lighter already :)

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  5. Keep writing. We all have those stories that come to mind and then flit away because we neither have the time or a strong enough inclination to write them down at the time. They usually come back to alight on our thoughts like some migratory bird coming home in spring.

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    1. I will Hillary. It's very true. Mine flit away all too often. I took a note pad with me. And just posted again. So it obviously worked! Thank you for popping back.

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  6. I have missed your blog. Please find the time.

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