Buffalo Gal

There are no seasons in Coastal Georgia, just hot and not-so-hot with an occasional torrential rain thrown in for amusement. Everything but the marsh stays the same color. Nothing falls off the trees.
But my internal clock says fall is coming.
I want to write more, socialize less. I picked up sandwich meat at the grocery store this morning. After months of wonderful lunchbreaks with friends, I want to eat in.
It's the opposite of seasonal affective disorder. I want to be cocooned -- and productive. Pile up manuscripts outside the cave entrance.
It's true.
You can take the girl out of Buffalo, but you can't take the Buffalo out of the girl.

Copyright 2004 Judi Griggs

Buffalo Gal Judi Griggs I'm a communications professional, writer, cynic, mother, wife and royal pain. The order depends on the day. I returned to my hometown in November 2004 after a couple of decades of heat and hurricanes. I can polish pristine copy, but not here. This is my morning exercise -- 20-minute takes without a net or spellcheck. It's easier than sit ups for me. No guarantee what it will be for you. Clicking on the subscribe link will send you an email notice when each new entry is posted.
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Previous Entry :: Next Entry Read/Post Comments (0) Share on Facebook		2004-09-20 10:31 AM Hibernation There are no seasons in Coastal Georgia, just hot and not-so-hot with an occasional torrential rain thrown in for amusement. Everything but the marsh stays the same color. Nothing falls off the trees. But my internal clock says fall is coming. I want to write more, socialize less. I picked up sandwich meat at the grocery store this morning. After months of wonderful lunchbreaks with friends, I want to eat in. It's the opposite of seasonal affective disorder. I want to be cocooned -- and productive. Pile up manuscripts outside the cave entrance. It's true. You can take the girl out of Buffalo, but you can't take the Buffalo out of the girl. Copyright 2004 Judi Griggs Read/Post Comments (0) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top