⪧ We left our life in New York City to make a new one in Provence ⪦

March 23, 2010

Set down.

While I was typing the other day, the cursor was not in a field as I had assumed it had been.

I went on typing and then looked up and paid attention to the screen and wondered where all my words had gone.

Where do those words go that get typed but not registered? Sprouting thoughts and half-formed intentions: be free.

1 comment:

Roland D. Yeomans said...

I have always wondered where the words go that we wanted to say but could not find the courage to do. Do they show in our eyes? Do those who know us well sense them in the way we hold our faces, our bodies?

If so, then perhaps we should say them aloud since they are being whispered anyway.

Your photos are reflective of a creative and thoughtful mind. Thanks for the effort you put into them. Roland

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