I DON'T --THEY PICK ME!
I don't plan what to write on this blog. I just have an itch and I scratch it. I have come to see that certain things I read or hear or think about keep coming back to me. And I ponder them. Now I do more than ponder; I try to write about them. I have come to see that things bother me for a reason, but I cannot always see the reason. Sometimes the reason comes clear in the process of writing the entry.
Oftentimes I begin a new blog entry and then after writing a paragraph or two I run out of steam. So I just stop. The entry is saved as a draft. And when I view the blog site I can see all the drafts. Sometimes I have as many as six, but usually there are three waiting to be finished. When I am watching a basketball game, I get the urge to write about a particular play. The next day I will see if the play still seems as momentous. If it does, I will complete the entry and post it. If not, I will discard it because sports comments become stale pretty fast.
I always want to write about the Pawtucket of the past but I want to stay positive. And sometimes these praise songs become laments for all that has been lost here. I don't like that tone because I understand that for the new generation--this is their one and only Pawtucket.
I can't go too far with that thought because it feels now like such a diminished place to me. I want to think more about building Pawtucket up not tearing it down.
I have had some extravagant ideas about how to enhance the Pawtucket of the future. Maybe I will share some of those in future blog entries. Like all creative people, I am a bit of a fantasist--so maybe I can share the fantasy.
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