
My Bag I have a lifetime of projects, that I carry round in a plastic bag. A paper bag would be better environmentally, but plastic is more durable. And it needs to be. It has had to last a lifetime, my bag. A lifetime of ideas, thoughts, doings and sayings carefully annotated and stored for use sometime later. To be finished, or started sometime later. I can add an idea, capture a thought, write it down, so it will be there, safe, in my bag. It's getting heavy my bag. Who would have thought that dreams could be so heavy, even encased in paper. It's getting full my bag. So is my life empty with everything on the inside. Perhaps now it’s time to start emptying it out. Slowly though. One at a time, and with care. It's getting late. But not too late, I hope, to empty my bag. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B087FJD9JF/ref=sr_1_15… The Stray Branch: Spring/Summer 2020 About This Website AMAZON.COM The Stray Branch: Spring/Summ...