Constantly running and shifting, never still. My view of what I do and why I do it has changed dramatically this year. When I have time to stay still and write and commit to a single statement, I might. But then would mean stealing time from the classroom, or classroom preparation, or time spent with a student in my office, or preparing dinner, or talking with my son, or talking at my teenage son, or meetings. Or getting on my bike, and flying through fields into the sun, maybe past a chorus of Spring peepers, or a run in the woods with my dog now getting fat as I haven't been running since I came down with a cold. Or the 5 hours I have on Friday to sew, or the time I think about what my next sewing project is. When I can find the time to make a statement, I promise. I might.