Dancing as fast as I can

My life has been the poem I would have writ
But I could not both live and utter it.

Henry David Thoreau¬†said perfectly what I would have said if it hadn’t been the kind of week it’s been.

Apparently “they” were right when “they” told me,¬†“If you switch to full time teaching, your writing time will suffer.”

A bow to you, almighty “they.”

A vow to me to dance faster, faster.

In praise of brevity and wisdom,