COLD PRESS

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Montreal, Quebec, Canada
i wrote some books and gave away library. i like to think that every poem is a love poem. i believe that "No" is a full sentence. i used to collect old books and young cats. i don't like noisy people, places or things. my three favourite words: yes, please, thank you. my favourite punctuation mark is the colon: i have a beautiful cat, a bicycle, an old typewriter, and a ladle. these things make me happy.

Friday, November 11, 2011

::: As a friend once wrote, "wellie, wellie, wellie..." you know, sometimes I get to eat my own words, if I haven't already completely forgotten them, which is more likely the case given I may have reached senility in my old age. It would seem, without actually confirming it with anyone yet, that I have lost an entire year. And darn it, I never even drink anything stronger than milk and/or Zero Coke or consume illegal substances, Oh dear, I have a few close friends, who know me well, who will be just slightly interested in this little memory lapse. More likely it is all due to an extremely heavy overload of stress and an overflowing plate of challenges I've been dealing with in the last couple of years. Eventually something's got to give. Memory is a good one. Dreamt about that almost my entire life. Wouldn't it be lovely to be able to forget in someone who has always a memory like an elephant. Too bad. This is short term memory, not long term. Later on this one, if at all.

2 comments:

DocSteve said...

Howdy there from SU former friend. I don't have time with all the different sites, but you sounds like a friend to try and keep. I will post more on Blogger if I had some feedback. Thanks from a fellow traveler.

Gwen Beauregard said...

Oh. People are free to follow whoever, I suppose. I'm even
following myself, but for a different
reason...I'm trying to figure this
thing out and am in no hurry to do so.
Thank you.