The problem is...

...that I never have time to stop and think.

That is, of course I have time to think. My life is mainly devoted to thinking activities, mostly on behalf of someone else; also every now and then there are lapses of time in which my hands are busy and my brain is not, so I do have time to think independent thoughts. The point is, as I said, I never have time to STOP and think. Think and devote all my body’s activities to this though: sit down, get a pen (or a palmtop), write it down. Let myself to be carried away by the flux of thoughts generating other thoughts. Or even simply note down something odd, funny or encouraging that I just saw sometime, somewhere. Pin down whatever flutters through my mind.

That’s why I ask readers od this blog—if there are any—for a little patience. One of these days I’ll make it. Really.

In the meantime, I post a photo. Why not.

This was taken last August on the road in Yonne, a part of Burgundy (France). It's a snapshot from the car (I love taking pictures this way).

And, last but not least, I would like to wish a belated HAPPY BIRD-DAY to Featheryca!!!

Currently reading: Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated
Currently listening to: the beauty of silence, after a morning of roadwork in the neighborhood :)