Notes to Self.
1. Restart the call for impromptu poetry, as you once did. Maybe some haikus? Haikus are fun. Haikus are vastly underappreciated (at least in the West.)
Does anyone write poetry for sport anymore?
2. Create an epic book queue list, since you are always in the middle of four score and seven years of books, and so rarely finish one. Then review as many of those books as possible. Please (please please) write said reviews in a quirky style, since most book reviews are just plain yawners.
3. Try out that homemade horchata recipe. Don’t forget to soak the rice the night before. New Years is coming, baby.
[Lomo image by Kevin Dooley]
Three windows, left for the past, looking out through the center living in the present, hurtling towards the right in the future.
Thanks, Shrinath! Hope you’ll be back for more impromptu poetry sessions. Bless you.