as i turn my head to notice that another month is fast away passing, i took a moment to go through and count how many unpublished ideas i've jotted down.
51. i have fifty-one different notes about things that i want to write about. some of them have lost their potency to one degree or another (they date back to 2011) and others are still fresh and interesting to me. and i was able to remember what each one was about, and often where i was and what i was thinking when i wrote it down.
i like writing. i love my little blog. i try to get at least ten posts a month and i smile when i see that i've been prolific enough some months to get 20+ posts. most days and weeks, though, life moves faster than my fingers on the keyboard can.
it's a little frustrating, because even if i wrote them all out today and let sheep go to heaven run on autopilot until the end of may, i'd likely come up with other things to write about that couple of months. so, many of them will likely never see their realization.
i'll just think of it as a kind of sorting process, that time will let the duds fade and the gems will still shine with interest.
this isn't even one of the fifty-one.