Just when I am close to giving up on this blog, which I
created mostly for my family, I get a message from a loved one or sometimes
even a stranger, and I come back. As a
writer it is tough to maintain a blog without giving my pieces away. I can’t give my best, because my best is
reserved for my poetry and essays, and what is left often feels simple and
bare. And while I am no ham, it is nice
to have an audience.
I have to remind myself that the blog’s purpose is
connection. It is here to state the
positivity in my life and create a bridge with that. If the bridge lacks sophistication and
traffic it’s still serving its purpose.
Now, let’s move on to more important matters. Did I tell you that about a week ago I was pooped on by a bird while riding my bike to work? Well, I was. Right dab on my bare leg. However, while riding my bike in that very same spot two days later I found $26 in bills on the ground. So, to answer the question that plagues us most, I am hereby declaring that bird scat is indeed lucky.
Now, let’s move on to more important matters. Did I tell you that about a week ago I was pooped on by a bird while riding my bike to work? Well, I was. Right dab on my bare leg. However, while riding my bike in that very same spot two days later I found $26 in bills on the ground. So, to answer the question that plagues us most, I am hereby declaring that bird scat is indeed lucky.
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