Friday, July 08, 2005

Originally uploaded by athlwulf.
He found himself surrounded by paper -- full sheets of notebook paper, torn sheets, hotel stationary samples, sticky notes -- all with word fragments, the start of a poem or essay or blog entry; he wondered how his life had come to be a slew of papers and unfinished thoughts.

1 comment:

raine said...

Stumbled upon your blog.
Your words jumped right out at me and am stumped cos the entry is a reflection of my situation too.