Browsing

First of all, in case you noticed,

yesterday's thought was a repeat.

It always strikes me how fickle memory 

can be--a real jokester even.

How I can put entirely different words

on the same thought just a few days (or weeks) apart.

I wonder if that's what resurrection feels like?

A new life with scant memory of what went before?

On to browsing...

I LOVE this.  It redeems all those

times I felt guilty for "wasting" time

browsing through social media.

The truth of this bears out because 

that's how I discovered many, many

of the thoughts I've shared at least once,

(and sometimes twice).

It's also introduced me to poets

I never would have encountered otherwise.

So, cheers to some "wasted" time!

kastilwell