What day is it? Monday, nay, almost Tuesday already? I am floating in and out of that transitional state, with literally one foot in one place, and one in another. Moving from Manhattan, sixty miles up north to Katonah, boxes everywhere, and wondering how we're going to get everything done. Is it all worth it?
How are we going to move two adults, three kids, an elderly cat and four African water-frogs through physical and psycho-spiritual space?
And should I blog if I don't really have much to say? There is debate afoot about this - not me - but blogs in general. Is it good for everything to be instantaneous? Is it grand to be unedited? Questions to ponder as I go about blogging, because, what's the harm anyway? My blogging is not going to take away the value of anyone more worthy, or dare-we-say less. Those distinctions are meaningless. The internet is infinite, or at the very least HUMONGOUS, and people can get lost and found here too.
Is it worth it to try new things, to stretch yourself, to grow - as in moving, or blogging . . . I say yes! Yes.