Sunday, August 2, 2009


I don't think there is a picture I can attach to this one.

When I got going on this blog and gave it a name, my oldest asked me what Seshat was. I explained. She then told me it sounded sort of like the tongue twister about selling seashells by the shore. It sort of came out as Sheshat instead of Seshat. She told me it sounded like a sentence...She shat...which in turn sounded like the past tense of She shit.

When she told me that I thought maybe I should change it. But then....isn't that really what I'm After all, I'm "emptying" my thoughts, getting it all out of my know what I mean.

What is coming out is another issue. Whether it has any value, I really can't say. It might simply be crap, but it makes me feel better.

1 comment:

  1. I had the opportunity to go through boxes of old journals, diaries, and other writings that I had kept for posterities sake after this move. Much of it was just - inconsequential crap. But it painted a picture of so many parts of myself that I had forgotten. I don't think it's ever bad to have a place to look back at past thoughts and feelings.