Try going outside
4 months ago
I just took my pencil and pad of paper and went out walking, and sat on the porch of the community center. I think it helps to find some time outside of time, in a place where the ordinary tug of events doesn’t pull at you. There’s a box in my closet full of the letters my friends wrote to me in old times. E-mail doesn’t hold a candle to that … those memories will always be there, waiting to be touched and held and lingered over, and there is a depth of experience in those words that takes much more time and space to express than most of us these days are willing to give.
