I am not the Walrus. I hope.

I went to sleep last night with "I am the Walrus" running through my mind. That happens sometimes, a song or chunk of a book, or a snippet of real life gets caught in a loop and goes around and around. Sometimes it goes away by itself. Sometimes I forcibly evict it by thinking of another ear worm, and then at least I'm listening to something different for a while.I woke up in the night to deal with bio-pressures, and then couldn't go back to sleep. A text worm took over my brain starting to write the president's report for our community association's AGM. After a while I gave up, got up, and started typing. 1,000 words or so later I had lots of what I had been thinking about safely captured in text. It still needs editing, of course, but that's a different task. Most people get into trouble writing stuff because they start by trying to produce polished prose when they don't know what they want to say. The way to do it is to start with a short statement of the core message. That might…

Commenting on Bubbles has been removed. Why? If you want to talk about this post, write to the author, use the comments on their blog if it has them, or reply with a "RE:" post on your own blog. Suggestions? feedback@bubbles.town