i used to write all the time.
whatever i was doing actively, you could bet my mind was
elsewhere, creating a story or refining one.
several years ago, i lost my muse.
i miss her.
i miss writing.
even now, i have several things i want to post, swirling in my head and yet
when i put fingers on keyboard - there is nothing.
i'm having a hard time finding the line between sharing, documenting, and still
allowing my child the privacy he deserves.
back later when i decide where that line lies.
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