Weekend Break

It was a busy weekend and I took some dedicated time off from life and from blogging. I did, however, manage to take notes making it ever more apparent that I have become a voyeur in my own life. I feel like a kid in a department store, captivated with her own reflection in the stacks of TVs.

I regularly doubt whether, I should be writing this, if my meager comments have value.

This weekend my father repeatedly assured me they did. I have worked on a lot of projects over the years, none that my father has seemed to get behind as fervently as this one. He seems to think that there are people out there who can relate to my predicaments.

If that is true I feel sorry for the population at large - we all need to get a life.