Mysterious Ways or Sweet Dreams
Happy National Poetry Day! And, as the theme this year is dreams, Sweet Dreams to those who don't normally dabble in stanzas and verse. Actually, the theme this year is rather apt for me for several reasons...
Firstly, since starting school full-time my son has not been sleeping well at night. Instead of sweet dreams, he seems to be having a lot of bad dreams and has become scared of lots of things almost overnight! Still, we are hoping it is just a phase and with lots of love and patience he'll soon settle down into a happy routine at school, which he generally seems to enjoy. Fingers crossed!
Since my son started school and his younger brother only has two more years to go (starting playgroup after October half-term),I have also been thinking a lot lately about dreams of the ambitions sort. Call it a mid-life crisis or simply someone with suddenly a lot more time on their hands but I've been wondering what comes next. (I'm the sort of person that needs to have some sort of challenge to work towards.) Obviously, there will be more poetry and more reading but what else? Do I look for a part-time job or retrain for a new career? (I wouldn't want to go back to working as a journalist for a newspaper full-time.) If so, what? Or should I just wait and see what happens? My dreams have always been fairly simple (but not necessarily easy to achieve!): to be happy, a good mum and to write (to sleep more has also been added to the list since having children!).
Finally, the opening line of the poem I'm working on at the moment is "I dream..." This is completely coincidental, as it is about politics and animals (?!) not dreams. Still, I guess poetry does move in mysterious ways!
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I've already been there! Try doing what I did ... I went down to the local collage thinking to enrol on a calligraphy day and instead signed up for a full blown IT course! Never had the slightest interest in computers, but look what's happened!
I know what will probably end up happening with me, I'll spend so long wondering what to do, that by the time I make a decision, I will have wasted enough time dithering to have already tried out at least one of the options!
I always get confused M, there's national poetry in October and I think it's international poetry day some time in March!
I only know this year cos of the Poetry Society and another writers' website.
It's all right for you lot waxing lyrical and pondering deep as to what to do with all that spare time. Give some of it to me; I'm sure I won't waste it worrying what to do with it! Some of us have to keep the economy ticking over but would like to run the country as well if we had that extra 20 minutes a day available to do it in. ;-)
"Lez for PM! Lez for PM!"
Of course, being women, some of us are able to multi-task ie wax lyrical, ponder deep and worry while also doing other things like entertaining children, washing, cooking, shopping, etc at the same time! ;-)
No wonder it took me a bloody age to buy a loaf of bread!
As for running for PM (as opposed to running for a bus which is marginally more important), yes, I'll give it a go. And, should I ever be unlucky enough to be taken to the bosom of this sad land and given that mantle, my measures would be extreme in the extreme; but at least after a few months we'd be crime free and the only inhabitants of our once full-to-bursting prisons would be eccentric ladies caught multi-tasking in Tesco. I have a soft spot for them ...
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