I am so listening. I am. I'm memorizing every word you speak and at the same time, I'm noticing that your socks are different colors and there is egg yolk on your chin. And this whole conversation you don't think I'm listening to will appear in my next blog. So you might as well forgive me now.
Gentleman from Memphis asks me what I am doing this evening..."rattling around all alone."
"Talking to my best girlfriend. Baking corn muffins. Eating two of them (that was dinner)...commenting on various blogs I follow and a couple new ones I've found. Answering comments on my blog (the writing blog). Piling dishes into dishwater and then not doing them and telling myself I HAVE to do them and I HAVE to tidy the place up. Reading "Fools Crow"...
and metaphorically wandering around my life like a drunk who has been let out in an unfamiliar neighborhood and has no clue where to go next. Only I haven't been drinking."