A shepherd's daughter struggles with (or at least blathers on about) love, writing, life in New York City and teaching in The Bronx, and leaving NYC to get an MFA in Poetry.
You know, all through my childhood, I tried to keep a journal. It took me four years to fill that one journal, and now the ink is dissolving. I'm so mad at the Pentec pen company.
I don't know where my journal from the BVU New York trip is. It might have gone to Oz. I do plan to post my Europe journal. Also fun is how pretentious I sounded in some of the entries. Oh, to be 18 again! (Not for a million dollars.)
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Hee hee... ;) Oh Jason. Can't regret a thing about the past...but just had to giggle :)
BTW...love what you're doing. Makes me wish I'd kept some sort of journal for a real length of time.
Might have to make an effort to get the journals from my Europe and NYC interim trips up somewhere. I HAD to do those for the grade ;)
Oh, that Jason! Hee.
You know, all through my childhood, I tried to keep a journal. It took me four years to fill that one journal, and now the ink is dissolving. I'm so mad at the Pentec pen company.
I don't know where my journal from the BVU New York trip is. It might have gone to Oz. I do plan to post my Europe journal. Also fun is how pretentious I sounded in some of the entries. Oh, to be 18 again! (Not for a million dollars.)
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