Why I don’t blog
I haven’t been blogging because thoughts, lately, haven’t appeared to me in their usual small, manageable doses. They spill over their own shadows now, and into new ones. The other day I was jogging in Riverside Park, jogging six or seven paces behind a man on roller blades. It was his first time, obviously, and he almost slipped and fell into the river a few times. I decided that, if he should fall into the river, I’d sprint and dive right after him. I had some instinctive sympathy for this strange man, in part because I guessed from his clothes and roller blades that he was new to this country. Being sentimental in these things, I prepared myself to jump. But then my way home opened up to the right. I almost wanted to keep following the man, knowing full well that once I lost sight of him, I’d also lose my responsibility for him. I didn’t follow him, and I went my own way, but I’ve been thinking about him to this day, wondering if he fell into the river.
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