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I've had a bit of writer's block this month.    

I feel like I have lots to say, but every time I sit down to speak through my keyboard....crickets.  Not cicadas (they're noisy buggers). Just crickets.  Not sure why the term 'crickets' equates to silence though. I had one in my bedroom a few weeks ago, and let me tell you, Jiminy was not quiet.  Except when ever I got out of bed to actually look for it. The cheeky bug, only started chirping again every single time I got back into bed.  That went on until stupid o'clock. Until victory was finally mine.

TRIP THE LIGHT FANTASTIC

“Light is more important than the lantern,

The poem more important than the notebook” 

― Nizar Qabbani

So, what does one do when they are having trouble finding an appropriate full time job, and worrying about having enough money to register the car next week...spend every last penny on tissue paper and paper lanterns, duh!

Not one to sit idle (well, except at the pond with a good book, or the paper in bed on a weekend morning, or doing the Sudoku super puzzle from the Sunday Telegraph, hmm, there is a pattern of idleness here. Disregard) I figured I may as well put my creative urges to good uses.  What does this look like?