Just as a parent puts their children in Time Out, I have to do the same thing for myself. Everyday there seems to be just a little more to do, another blog to visit, another response to something interesting I just read, or the creative writing for the places I post. Sometimes I must drag myself away from the keyboard and computer screen to go to Time Out.
You might be asking yourself at this very moment that if I am supposedly in Time Out, then why am I still typing? Good question. Ssh. I have dinner in the oven and am eating a small bit to tide me over. It’s almost 6 PM, but I don’t want to talk about food. I just wanted to let you know that I do police my online time and take breaks, after hours pouring over the sites, but the important thing, is that I can convey that these quiet moments are really good for me.
Keeping this missive short, I wanted you to know that as soon as I have finished my supper, I am going to make an evening of it celebrating all of my friends by visiting their witticisms and enjoying what they are doing and listening with an embracing heart. Who knows … perhaps I’ll drop in on you and your world. Remember that most of you are the reason I am here at all. Hugs all around!