A LITTLE MID-LIFE MEDITATION

I am out of words to say. My pen is poised in mid-air, with no angst or delighted surprise to push it to write. I am coasting in the calm waters of everyday, rocked only mostly by some fussy child or chores left undone. Sometimes, boredom sets in and that agitates my sails a bit.Continue reading “A LITTLE MID-LIFE MEDITATION”