And when you learn how something works instead of just thinking you know how something works – it can either dim your flame or make you crave it more.
The latter happened in my case.
I have missed writing. I have missed writing for the art of writing. I have missed writing for the sake of talking it out with my inner voice, of letting go.
“E started screaming louder, begging to not get the host. B covered her ears….I pulled B in close…we sat there, taking in the gravity of the moment. Well, I was.”
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But that damn plastic wrap won’t budge.
An unbreakable barrier. Not an impossible one. But a boss level barrier.
I thought I had it all figured out. Then somewhere between taking the leap and flying – I fell atop a cloud on a no-breeze day.
And it is here where I sit and watch each piece of my life balance on the precipice of surrender…or fight.
I am tired. Am I not enough already?
I didn’t have kids to be a school teacher. Straight. Up. Facts. Teacher of life lessons? Yes. Obvs. But a teacher of school subjects? I am a writer. But that doesn’t mean I know HOW to write….in the way the current education system demands of students at least. I write conversationally…..not academically. I am terrible […]
Did you know that it is possible to not dread waking up on a Monday morning? I didn’t. In fact….I am still waiting for the proverbial other shoe to drop. My alarm went off at 7am. I went back to sleep because I wasn’t ready to wake up yet. Could barely keep my eyes open […]