disclaimer

Perhaps I should have put a disclaimer on my last post. Here goes.


Disclaimer: The following post is not about me per se. Perhaps it is partially about me. Perhaps it is partially about all women.

I get these glimpses. It's rather odd. It is a pop of words, a glimpse of a story. It takes over my brain for a mere instant or two and I feel compelled to write it down but there is never any follow-up. The blip comes, calls to be perfected and leaves just as fast. It is never a full story, nor does it cry to be. It is just a glimpse of a story hidden somewhere, wanting to be seen yet to remain safely tucked away.

Yesterday as I was waiting in the van to pick up my daughter, one of these glimpses struck me. I wrote it down. This morning I nurtured it into being as full a glimpse as it wishes to be.

Does anyone understand this? Does this happen to anyone else?

Here is the glimpse...

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p.s. the picture I played with was from a family walk this past December.