It's all in a Scent...
I haven't written in quite some time...it's not that am uninspired ...or maybe I am uninspired....or maybe too much is going on and an over flowing jar has the same effect as a jar with too little...besides I don't like to fill pages for the sake of filling pages...so I abstain. Abstinence from writing is like abstinence from cooking...you need to feel the hunger to want to cook, write again...and I haven't been hungry for words...except maybe in the past few days...no actually it's been there for quite some time. Am in the regular habit of buying myself flowers...some sort of ritual, if you like. And every time I go to buy some, I spend a generous amount of time smelling the flowers, I go from one bouquet to another and then back to the first bouquet...florists usually get irritated with me...but then they are not the only ones... I like to take my time in buying flowers...I like to feel them first, establish a rapport with them through my senses, then decide...