tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603194.post8297915789551803663..comments2023-11-03T07:38:08.318-06:00Comments on Searching for the Prufrockian Dream: Rest In This, Daughter, And Know You Are LovedPruhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17682110056581947778noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603194.post-17556170839021164062010-05-05T08:20:55.455-06:002010-05-05T08:20:55.455-06:00I stopped reading in the middle of your blog to wr...I stopped reading in the middle of your blog to write this..<br /><br />I wonder why you feel you need to have a job, and why you don't feel right using your E.I? I mean, is it something we learn growing up, was a particular experience? That is a thought to ponder on, why do you feel that way? You know that if it was years and years ago it would be perfectly respectable for an artist to be at home creating, so why does it seem inapropriate now? Hmmm, you have me thinking now.<br /><br />I do agree though, it is YOUR E.I. What other people do with their E.I is no judgement on you.<br /><br />DaphDuckie23https://www.blogger.com/profile/14865517690617494272noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19603194.post-19490271634678402352010-04-30T23:10:20.708-06:002010-04-30T23:10:20.708-06:00The title says it all; rest in this my darling dau...The title says it all; rest in this my darling daughter and know that you are loved.<br /><br />~ your Pa.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com