Will Rogers State Beach, California. No one I know.
I'm seriously considering the idea of taking a few classes. Basic English and photography, then creative writing. If I can carve out the time for myself, if I can feel guilty about carving the time out for myself but do it anyway, if I don't hide behind that to avoid taking a chance.
It's a scary thought. I'm not afraid I'll fail, I'm afraid I won't. It would probably be very good for me. It would be a great example to set for the kids. It would make my husband happy, I think.
Thinking, thinking . . .
