It’s after 10. I just got out of a meeting. Today has lasted a year. Tomorrow might last two years. That’s about all I have to add to my contentment diary right now. Lots of projects afoot. I surpassed busy awhile back. I don’t know what this is.
I can add, however, that I have a poem on the TYCA website for National Poetry Month. I’m the April 8 entry.
I don’t have a new poem to blog tonight. Maybe I’ll write one in my meetings tomorrow. No promises, but anything could happen.