Saturday, July 16, 2011

A Simple Muse

Hello again, dear reader.  As I sit here by the dying fire, I contemplate.  I muse.  I react in words to the thoughts in my head.  And so, this article could be a real potpourri of words, thoughts and ideas.  Bear with me, dear reader.  For tonight I have a story to tell, and it is my desire that you come along on this ride.

Before I get too deep into this thing, I should warn you.  This could end at any time tonight.  Oh, it will be continued, but tonights writing could be short.  You see, dear reader, I am tired.  Very tired.  Not that I have been working, nothing could be farther from the truth.  I am actually very relaxed.  Almost like a puddle am I.  After all, I am camping.  My body is sore for some reason, but...I am camping.

Do you like camping, dear reader?  I do.  This year is the first year we have not 'tented'.  My brother-in-law graciously allowed us to use his 5th wheel, and let me tell you, it is awesome!  We never really knew what we were missing because we have never been in anything but a tent.  And now, both my wife and I don't really want to go back to a tent.  Sleeping off the ground, staying dry, having a fridge...these are all creature comforts that did not take us very long to get used to.  I think it was after the first night that we were in 'lots of like' with a holiday trailer.

And so, here I sit, dear reader.  The fire is almost done, and I will not put on more wood.  No, for I too am almost done.  My rye 'n' DP is pretty much empty, my eyelids are heavy, and without the heat from the fire it is freakin' cold.  Yup, almost time to crawl into my nice warm bed.

But there is one more question that needs to be answered, dear reader.  And that question is this:  do I continue this article, or do I start a new one tomorrow?  I suspect that you and I feel the same way about this.  Given my penchant (or lack thereof) for writing lately, I am better off ending this article (after completely reneging on the promised mis-mash of words, thoughts and ideas).  But maybe this simple article will spur me on to write (where have I heard that before?).  Just maybe I will continue in a new article tomorrow.  Just maybe a warm fire will give me motivation.  But right now, a dead fire and an empty glass turns my gaze to my bed.  I will leave you with a glimpse of what was my roaring in it's death throes.  Hopefully my picture turns out.

Good night, dear reader.  And thanks for coming back.


PS:  This was posted to this site by using my phone as a WIFI hotspot.  I love technology.

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