Overcoming Bloglessness

Obsolete

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In the old days before there was such a thing as a bus pass or a kiosk or a debit card, we paid for a bus ride with coins dropped into a fare box; a quarter for Mom and a nickel for me. They made a lovely jangling sound, tumbling down.

Downtown there were special sidewalks that lit up when you walked on them. It was a mystery, when I was little. How did they do that? I was a bit disappointed when I figured it out; all I was seeing was light from the basement level of Meier and Frank’s.

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Daily Prompt:

Going Obsolete.

Author: Susan B Raven

For many years I have suffered from debilitating bloglessness, only writing in my head, while everyone else posted and shared with ease. Previous attempts at recovery have failed, my secret journals edited to death, pages torn out, crumpled and trashed. I will not succumb to this embarassing condition. I will continue to struggle against the rampant backspacing and endless blank staring. I refuse to relapse into the void that is bloglessness. I can do it. I am doing it. I am Overcoming Bloglessness.

3 thoughts on “Obsolete

  1. I remember those sidewalks from Denver when I was a kid — still there in the 70s but I don’t know about now.

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