These pages contain my thoughts, from meandering ideas and persuasions to deep cerebrations and serious mentations.
Why, for what purpose? To release my mind and set creativity free. Somewhere inside the constraints of my mind dwells a writer, a poet, an artist who paints with words. In here I release those constraints and set the artist free.
Perhaps, lost somewhere in the depths of thought, is a story or a poem, waiting to be written.
tj wanderlust-words-in-motion - well, yeah, even I know that Minnesota only has two seasons: Winter, and Construction. I've been there during both, and I prefer Construction.
Robert Waltz Since the end of April, we have been bouncing between winter, spring, and summer almost weekly. The only consistency so far is road construction.
Sounds like excellent progress. As I slowly read that last line, my brain skipped the "in" and thought you were headed out in the yard to work on chopping trees. I guess being on WDC is similar but only exercises your brain and fingers, although fresh air is always good for feeling better, until it starts getting way over 90.
A short entry tonight, our internet is out. Luckily, I can tether to my phone, but unfortunately, I'm not getting a very good signal tonight and it's slower than a sloth. I'm not sure how long the internet will be down. One of my neighbors informed me that a car ran into the distribution building about a mile down the road.
He was returning from shopping when he saw the accident. A car lost control, skidded across the road into the building, traveling at highway speed. He said the building is about leveled with the car still in it.
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