tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57297319040550093572024-03-05T05:23:04.997-08:00HIGHLANDBABYCOMING HOME IS SOMETIMES HARDER THAN LEAVING : our heroine, the prodigal daughter, the wandering highlander islander girl, having run the world over - is back. Home. PNG. Again. In some ways.highlander islanderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13831478641814910739noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5729731904055009357.post-33366963414895623812010-08-03T00:49:00.000-07:002010-08-03T03:50:15.745-07:00Making Sound<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Oh man. It is so strange to go to my old blog and read some of my old nutterings. Lord. I was lovely and lost. It's just over 2 years to the day since I stopped writing (anonymously) at <a href="http://islandbaby.blogspot.com/">Islandbaby Blog</a>. And now when I read those ministrations, I recognise the voice and I remember those sentiments - it's just like slipping on old shoes, but ones I wore in a past life, in another body.</span><br />
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</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Maybe it's just because in all the time since that last post, I haven't written. I haven't been <i>writing <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">- in any form. </span></i>I have had no words. I have had no heart for writing, no lust for it.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I remember something my friend Tom said to me as he was dropping me off at my new digs in South London one sparkling spring day an eon ago ... when I told him I used to sing all the time. Out loud. But that I had stopped singing. And stopped listening to music really. Tom said that that was literally the saddest thing he had ever heard. That I was sleep-walking. That I should start Making Sound. Otherwise who will hear me through a mouth full of sand.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Well I still don't sing. But I do dance. Baby is Back. </span><br />
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