My mind often feels like Dr. Who’s flying blue box: It’s bigger on the inside, and that is just the way I like it!
I have entered a period in which serving my family means being much more active outside the Mind Palace. I have not thrown away the key to my writing space but it will probably gather some dust between visits. All the external activity quiets my inner dialogue enough to make creating difficult. For now, at least. Plus, my computer is broken, and a fix will have to wait. I do not like posting from this work-issue iPad.
I am on a different kind of adventure, one that is no less satisfying. It’s just different. Think of me in my in my pith helmet and carrying my binoculars.
I will send you a postcard now and then.