IN SUMMER, THE SONG SINGS ITSELF*
Where IS everybody? You’re certainly not commenting much. Are you reading? Are you already on vacation? Have you been hit by the summertime sluggishness? or the Junebugaloo? I make some minor noise about lofty reasons for writing in this journal, but really? It’s all about the comments. It’s all about the love, people, and I’m NOT FEELING THE LOVE! hahahahaha!!! Believe me, I am right there, up the same, still, weed-choked creek with you. Motivation is nowhere to be seen, perhaps it’s under a lilypad or over in the meadow, in the sand, in the sun. It cooled down drastically...