Just a Ramble

I’m just happy today, for no real particular reason? Maybe things are changing here in the desert. There was still a cricket singing this morning, in November. This I could get used to, being at 2000 feet above sea level, in an ocean of red sandstone. Saint George has got the worst traffic in the state, but it is not a bad little community. For work, I’ve been taking tickets at all the basketball games over at the Burns Arena. I’ll be doing this unless I get the job at the gift shop.

Last night, I was feeling restless. I didn’t want to go to sleep. So I drove the Neon out west of Saint George, down old Highway 91 into the desert.

I don’t know what to write, but I have to force myself to write something on the computer. My old writing professor always said those who were serious about writing for a living or for a readership, they should write at least once a day, and fill at least one page. That is what I do. If I don’t write in this journal, then I write in the composition notebook. But I am going to try and put some creative stuff on here soon some essays.

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