was reading the online thoughts of one well-traveled adam reid and thought a blog might be just the ticket to encourage more frequent zklaja wordsmithery. it's the discipline right, the consistency of folding together all the times it feels good and all the times it doesn't. the thread that holds that shag rug together is the real shag. the little man is stirring when he should be still but i guess nobody's yet told him the way of things... we've plenty of time to hash that out in aquamarine setting and liquid massage. projectile spit-up ensues.... it's the day of cristen's birth, revisited these 28 times. home-made cinnamon bread molded into the french toast she loves so much. the key for these days is doing what can be done. not getting lost in the forecast, which could become sunshine when rain was predicted. getting 100 ton time for license, studying my sun-sights and meteo-madness, downsizing the four digit credit card number to three and then... training kite, which although land-based and not as glamorous as it's watery progression, can be done now and it's the thread remember... i'm making a shag here. aloha
