Paradise Lost, writing workshop for neo-professional writers started this afternoon, and I’m ecstatic to be among my tribe again. My heart is full and happy.
What scary thing did I do today? I actually had to think long and hard about this one. I wasn’t sure I did anything different today that I hadn’t done before.
Turns out, I did. I broke a rule. Yes, this goody two shoes broke a rule. A small one.
I had lunch at a Mexican place on the Riverwalk, and I broke a rule and fed the ducks.
But seriously – how could I refuse this face? Especially when every time she wanted another tortilla chip she booped me in the leg.
The mallard protected his mate from the other ducks, making sure she got fed. It was adorable.
Why no, officer, I am not attempting to smuggle a pair of ducks back to San Diego. Nope.