Promises are made to be broke, I suppose. Nevertheless, it literally makes me ache that I haven’t the time to write here nor read the words of my friends. The only thing that comforts me at the moment is the fact that in less than two weeks I’ll be boarding an airplane and flying home for a month, during which I hope to rejuvenate and let my creative juices flow for a while.
If I have my way, I’ll be taking a writing workshop next semester, and so I’ll be able to combine work for class and posts to share here. Also, hopefully, as next semester will be my second one and I’ll be a bit more blooded and not quite as green and new to the whole intensive studying experience, I’ll be able to have more time to sit at my leisure and pursue all the blogs that I dearly miss here…
Next week my work should – hopefully – be winding down in general, and so I hope to be able to start to re-familiarize myself with this space again, starting then already.
YAY! Em’s still with us! :^)
We certainly miss ya, Em, but we also want you to excel. Our blogs mean little compared to your education. Keep studying, and we’ll gladly wait.
I agree with JW. It’s great to see you and I do miss you but your mind and concentration needs to be elsewhere right now. We are still here and are waiting for you.
I am glad you get to go home and relax for a month! You deserve it, Em.
Not to worry, slightly. Old blog pals will always take up right where they left off. School needs to come first.
Dr. B
I got tears in my eyes when I saw today that all of you had commented so promptly to this post… Your friendship and loyalty means more than I can say, and I only hope that I can repay it somehow.
Truly, this place means so much to me because of your support and friendship.
Awe shucks….it ain’t nothin mam…..
Hey slightly,
I hope your studies are going well, and wish you a blessed holiday. I thought of you and my other young readers when I posted today. My subject was the unbroken circle. It strikes me that through the arts people of diverse ages can find common ground. How else could an old doc and a college kid be the best of pen pals?
Dr. B