July 4 – Blogging Contemplation

I remind myself sometimes that every thought I have isn’t a story. And then I tell myself – Sure they are. See this, what you’re thinking now? Could be a story.

That’s why this blogging thing is good for me, and I for it, I think. I can take these random thoughts that I start writing stories about, of which I have notebook after notebook, and put them into a series of incredibly short stories, all revolving around a theme. It keeps me focused, it keeps me writing, it keeps me moving, and it makes me feel good. But it’s not enough.

It’s been hot and muggy lately, but I am still exercising through it. And tonight, I may or may not be able to catch a glimpse of the Macy’s fireworks display. I’ve been privileged to have seen some very nice displays where I live (re: the Super Bowl fireworks spectacular that I wrote about in… whenever the Super Bowl was), but the Macy’s display, even though on the Hudson, has been too far north for me to see other than on television. This year however, the display returns to the East River over the Brooklyn Bridge, which I have a sliver of a view from my east-facing window. And Arthur looks like he’s going to behave. I keep my fingers crossed, but am in no way deprived. I do envy those of you having barbecues and family gatherings, but we all can’t have everything, and I am finding myself more and more thankful for what I do have.

Enjoy this very important holiday.