Or do other people make cryptic notes to themselves in the margins of books and then not have one freaking clue what they're referring to?
Re-reading Writing Begins With The Breath* today, I found this note next to an underlined section. The underlined section reads "If we can't extend ourselves compassion, we can't extend it to others." In the margin, I have helpfully jotted down "J novel". I am now completely derailed because one half of my brain is reading and the other half is saying "J? who is J? am I writing another novel that I don't remember? Could I forget a whole freaking novel? J? J. Huh. Maybe I should write one." Etc. Have completely lost the ability to focus on what the lovely Ms Herring is attempting to say about compassion.
*I love this book. I love it the second time, and I will love it the 200th time. If I live that long.
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You are not alone. I've become so bad that sometimes I am not even sure what it is that I have written on the calendar. I've learned I need to be less cryptic!
lol!
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