I’ve been picking through past writings. Words used to come so easily; my diary would show that, if you could read all of it. (And, no, even if you’ve got an account there, you can’t. Much of it is only for my own consumption.)
I’m trying to remember how easily this stuff used to come to me. Perhaps my inability to really read many things stops the thought flows. Who knows?
I listen to lots of podcasts. I’ve not dug out my radio from where our stuff is stored. I do listen to some things that are broadcast, but much of it is Intertubes-only.
I also might not have as much time to think as I’d like.
Getting closer on my work setup in the temporary landing spot. Maybe I’ll get it finished soon. *shrug*
Reading old entries, I have to wonder if I actually could handle law school now.
Yes, I can’t see worth a damn. My speech is even slower than ti twas before they know what was wrong with me. But I can still listen. I can still write. Could I be lawyerly?
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