Yep, just as I expected. There is an echo in here.
What to say, what to say... I don't know, I'm just not feeling very inspired to write or really even share. All is well here and I am happy, just not feeling like sharing and opening up I guess. I see this blog as a space to exercise a writing "muscle" so to speak and when I am not here or thinking about this space, ease sets in. And while a nagging shadow of challenge and growth is haunting me peripherally, I am safe from sharing and challenging myself further by writing. But I'd like to get back into the habit of creating here in this space, so I'll start small by sharing a small joy I experienced this week.
Do you pick up coins on the ground? Maybe not pennies (though I do). Likely nickels and dimes, certainly you wouldn't skip over a quarter, would you? And never a silver dollar! Though I've never encountered a silver dollar free in the wild. While walking downtown with Goo this week I spotted a shiny penny on the sidewalk. As I reached down to pick it up, a small flicker to the left sparkled in my eye. So I picked up the penny then looked left at what I first though was a foreign coin. As I stretched out my finger and pinched together with my thumb, I felt a cold/burning sensation upon making contact with the coin. As I flipped it around then pressed it cradled in my palm, my eyes blinked at a dime I have never seen before. The weigh unlike other dimes, I didn't really know what I was looking at. I slipped it into my pocket, where it waited until I could take a closer look and do a bit of research at home. And what I found was this: A Mercury Dime, 90% silver, 1936, minted in San Fransisco.