Chapter1

this autumn season beckons to my lonely heart -

pleads with me to start anew.......................

7:36 PM

by Kathryn Anne Cook - started 10/3/09

(as a courtesy please do not copy --- )

"Hi .........
plse come join and post those words you so love to write" .... yes, I thought as I penned the above - we need to start a thread to post thoughts....... for me, autumn brings out my romantic - my writers self.

the rain washing down the pine tree boughs ........ leaves falling upon the ground -----

it rained a cold rain today - dismal but with the possibility of having been romantic if a glass of wine - a fireplace and that special person shared an extra pair of socks - sweatshirt and your well worn jeans graced your self.
I would so love to meet someone, if only to form a friendship that truly lends itself to a shared glass of wine - tea - coffee. A home cooked meal and quiet conversation.
So thinking, I have decided it is time to cut my hair short into many layers since it is so baby fine, and buy some well used jeans from goodwill.
Time to take my friend and sister of the heart Jandi's suggestion and reinvent myself.

Start over -
I have been thinking about finding a job and moving to either New Orleans or Seattle. (Actually, moving - living at the Women's Y if there is one in either town and find a job.)
I need the ocean and a totally different change of scenery. Maybe, having absolutely nothing is actually a freedom though painful, it leaves nothing to drag with me. Even at 57 new or well used and loved but discarded could interestingly work - hell that rather describes me. (I should see what my friends think, see the suggestions they send/write to me.)
It is late and perhaps I need to sleep on this thought.......

until...

 [ send green star]