It seems that my time is occupied mostly with meat and poetry in this autumn. Cooking and writing are the things that make me feel alive. So, in a way, I've been having a good time despite the ever-unimproving poor financial situation.
Today, I suddenly wanted to re-read one of the poems that I wrote in 2006. But couldn't find it anywhere in my laptop and a USB stick!! I even looked through the drawers to find it in the folder in which I keep hand-written and printed poems of my early stuff. But I couldn't find it...
Yes, I panicked, and felt extremely disappointed because I believed that it was the best writing of mine ever. How could I lose it, when I always leave 2-3 copies in different places and in different formats?? But soon remembered that it should be in the desktop PC which I stopped using this summer. I was right. All my old poems were there waiting for me.
Now I'm reunited with the poem I wanted to re-read, and quite happy. The content is very private, so I won't show it to anyone but probably to my daughters when they become old enough to understand it. And now I've given myself a task: sorting out all my poems. Goodness knows when I will finish it, but I better start doing it before I become too busy for Christmas.
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