Being surprised

 Surprised is not enough to gauge what I'm feeling.

Bern asked me, as I've told you before, to clean out my little office so she can re-arrange it.

I have only two more things to go through--a grocery bag full of pages and the files in my file cabinet that I haven't looked at for years.

I started with the file cabinet and found two things I don't remember writing from living New Haven nearly thirty years ago.

One is a novella called The Old Gods Go and a short story called Eliza like a light.

Reading them is like reading what someone else wrote.

How could I have forgotten writing them?

And they are only the first two things our of my file cabinet.

What surprises remain?

What lost words, forgotten words, will I find?

I feel like an out-of-body experience right now.

I'll share some of what I find, digging deeper into the past, here on my blog.

Watch for it.