Monday, November 16, 2015
Something to think about.
To muse. It's a little bit like talking to one's self. Often without any
forethought. Pondering. Aimlessly. Saying whatever comes to mind. Not
necessarily with rhyme or reason. Often, I'm unaware of what's on my
mind. I'm blank. Empty. No better time to muse. Makes me more mindful.
Gives me something to think about. --Jim Broede
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