I can't track down the link up for this new word, at least not last night I couldn't so here goes!
Begin:
Begin is the word that I think of when the director of an Orchestra raises the baton. I remember that Arturo Toscanini leaned forward and whispered the word, "Couragio" to his orchestra when they were about to perform Beethoven's Ninth.
I don't have a lot to say about this word, Begin, as I've just about quit doing anything I should be doing. I just can't seem to work up the ooomph to do anything that I really used to like to do. I suppose that means I have ennui. Boredom, am not suffering from startitus but avoidance! I've begun to listen to the hum of things. Especially electrical things. I think that is the beginnings of some dread condition but don't remember where I read it. Have I begun to go insane? Does anyone know if listening to humming electrical things is a precursor to insanity?
I must begin again. Let's see, Letting my mind wander across the landscape of the word begin, it must bean that you've stopped something else, in order to begin again. All I can concentrate on is the noisy hum of the computer. But if I shut it off, I won't be able to type this.
God, is it not five minutes already? When did I begin? Quarter to Noon, that's when. It has begun to come back to me. See, there is nothing about the very word, Begin, that I even Like! I'm Done, I quit! This is boring and I should start over again, Begin again! Nope I am DONE!
Begin:
Begin is the word that I think of when the director of an Orchestra raises the baton. I remember that Arturo Toscanini leaned forward and whispered the word, "Couragio" to his orchestra when they were about to perform Beethoven's Ninth.
I don't have a lot to say about this word, Begin, as I've just about quit doing anything I should be doing. I just can't seem to work up the ooomph to do anything that I really used to like to do. I suppose that means I have ennui. Boredom, am not suffering from startitus but avoidance! I've begun to listen to the hum of things. Especially electrical things. I think that is the beginnings of some dread condition but don't remember where I read it. Have I begun to go insane? Does anyone know if listening to humming electrical things is a precursor to insanity?
I must begin again. Let's see, Letting my mind wander across the landscape of the word begin, it must bean that you've stopped something else, in order to begin again. All I can concentrate on is the noisy hum of the computer. But if I shut it off, I won't be able to type this.
God, is it not five minutes already? When did I begin? Quarter to Noon, that's when. It has begun to come back to me. See, there is nothing about the very word, Begin, that I even Like! I'm Done, I quit! This is boring and I should start over again, Begin again! Nope I am DONE!
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