Poems, notes, and drawings by William Michaelian
How goes it dear friend. Hadn’t seen fb posts in a while , so thought I’d check here. Thinking of you and of stardust and eternity. ❤️Liz H
Liz! Thanks for your beautiful note. All’s well here. Without intending to, I seem to have fallen out of the FB habit. Parts of it, I don’t miss at all — the whole busy commercial aspect — but in terms of old friends I cherish most, like you, it’s definitely my loss. I do think about you. The truth is, my heart gave a leap when I saw your name. I hope all is well with you. Thank you again.
I'm glad Facebook was mentioned. Sorry we've never met before this, Liz. I've been disengaged from FB for a month or so and I'm not so sure how I feel about it. I'd be happy to hear what others have to say concerning the social media connection. I can't say that I miss it - the garden and such have more than filled the time. But something feels amiss. I've found myself withdrawing from social connections of the non-virtual sort, as well. Had thought all of it as a break, but maybe there's more to it. I love this drawing, William. "Everything's coming up roses." That song is just top of mind. Jim played the soundtrack of Gypsy, recently. In response to some trivia question about Ethel Merman.
When I first saw him, Donna, I thought he might be a member of the Lollipop Guild.As for social media, and Facebook in particular, what we normally think of as a short time — a month, two months, three, or even a year or two or more — somehow becomes long, as if we’ve grown so accustomed to constantly taking our collective pulse, that skipping a few hours or a day or two makes us feel like the patient has succumbed.Digging in the garden, reading, cooking, taking care of each other, taking care of our animals, is good medicine. As is simple plain quiet time away from others. And then back we come for more, only to be reminded that socializing is another form of good medicine.
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