I didn’t write today. I wandered around the book shop, the coffee shops, the manicurists, and I felt myself refreshed and renewed. Some days are like that.
As I looked in the bookstores, and thought about all those books, who was selling, who was published, my profound thought of the day is almost always the one I return to.
I can only be myself. That will take me where it takes me. I’ll let it take me where it takes me as well.
Off to handout candy and, you guessed it, write.