The leather under my cheek is soft, but it sticks to my face. I know instantly where I am. Not where I should be. It is time to be in bed, asleep. I can see the faint glow of the LED display behind me. 2:14
posted by Lady Rosien @ 9:10 PM
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I am starting this blog as a way to invest time in writing. My career is fulfilling and I am dedicated, almost to a fault, to that pursuit. But I am starting to yearn for the solitude and space that it will take to be a writer. The older I get the more I look forward to a life of contemplation. When I think of writing, seriously I always think of Annie Dillard. If I can see half of what she sees in the world and communicate in language half as profound and piercingly lovely as the words that she chooses, I will have found my path, my quest for meaning and fulfillment.
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