I was walking the dog last night and I thought of something I wanted to include in poem. Now, of course, I’ve forgotten it.

Figures. I had a very good weekend, very full of “real life” as opposed to poetry and quiet time, which was fun, but I am embarking on a phase now where I will hopefully make a lot of quiet time for myself: I am starting to train for a half marathon, and as part of that, I am abstaining from alcohol for the next twelve weeks, so I will most likely be quite a bit less social than I have been. Hopefully it will be good for my writing too.

We’ll see…