More meme writing. I find it oddly clarifying as a writing exercise. Sometimes I feel like my brain is full of white noise and static that I need to sweep out before I can settle into the real work.
It's frigid, absolutely frigid. I walked to the mail box, which would have been fine except I had no pockets and my hands burned in the wind. There were four dozen grackles feasting in two yards across the street. Just two yards. I wonder why. If they were just trying to stay close or if something had turned loose a large number of insects. I don't usually see such a large number all at once in a yard. They tend to cluster in other places.
( Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot. )
Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
Day Three: Eight ways to win my heart.
Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever).
Day Seven: Four turn-offs.
Day Eight: Three turn-ons.
Day Nine: Two images that describe your life right now, and why.
Day Ten: One moment
It's frigid, absolutely frigid. I walked to the mail box, which would have been fine except I had no pockets and my hands burned in the wind. There were four dozen grackles feasting in two yards across the street. Just two yards. I wonder why. If they were just trying to stay close or if something had turned loose a large number of insects. I don't usually see such a large number all at once in a yard. They tend to cluster in other places.
( Day Four: Seven things that cross your mind a lot. )
Day One: Ten things you want to say to ten different people right now.
Day Two: Nine things about yourself.
Day Three: Eight ways to win my heart.
Day Five: Six things you wish you’d never done.
Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever).
Day Seven: Four turn-offs.
Day Eight: Three turn-ons.
Day Nine: Two images that describe your life right now, and why.
Day Ten: One moment