It has been a long time since I wrote any form of diary. I am contemplating a chronicle on my micro greens adventure. I like to sketch and have not gotten into it for sometime.
No one has this virus thing right. Best to watch and observe; the ultimate insight into human nature. The ultimate workshop in liberty and tyranny.
Now that my micro greens operation has been streamlined I will have much more time for writing. Adventure fills my mind. The fruit trees, plants and features in the garden will fill my sketch books.
My works of fiction just need to be pumped out but these troubled times, personally and now as a society, keep my mind from a proper state of focus.
So back to the notebooks and sketch books. Thought of taking back up the piano but no money for the instrument. It is about trying to keep my mind and hands young. A long time goal I’ve had but unless the stock market pays off…
The world will need a major rethink after this. Will my books shape any minds.
I will be vehemently promoting a new book that is not my own; a real mind opener. Dr. Hak Ja Han Moon’s autobiography will be out in English soon and I hope to be sharing her story with many.
My books?… I have to get them out. Pacing my basement, taking care of my micro greens, writing, designing and putting together… if only I had an organ to play, going out at night to take care of the garden. They could call me the phantom of the garden.
Who comes up with stories like that?
“Train to Pusan” is a real tear jerker, if you are looking for a good movie during your lockup.
What would my autobiography be like. “Shards of a Life” may be an appropriate title.
I like my basement. The walls are white.
I ramble.
Thanks for reading.
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