When I went travelling I tried to keep a diary, with notes, pictures, ticket stubs, drawings, musings etc. I remember one entry I wrote, really near the end which just reads: "Lost time living too hard."
I remember that whirlwind feeling, of cramming so much in; going, doing, meeting, seeing...
My life today feels like that - like some kind of beautiful chaos.
But as a result, I hardly have time to go for a wee let alone sit at my computer and blog.
Also, being back at work has lessened my need for a creative lifeline.
I'm going to try and keep this up, but in the meantime check out my Editor's Letter for some daily rambilings.