i've been noticeably blog-less as of late. and i do apologize.
i've had a feeling of disconnect.
i'm not sure where it came from.
or why.
or what even i am disconnected from.
my fingers from the keyboard, apparently.
but i do know my world sorts out and makes much more sense when i can articulate what is actually going on. when i can type it out. when i can see it on a page.
and my life is no longer a jumble of spaghetti in my brain, but a sensible paragraph. or a poem. or something in the middle.
it's good to be back.
i had considered stopping at 100. ending my little scribbles.
but i think i need to scribble.
maybe not need as in air or water.
but maybe need as in a back massage or chocolate.
does this make sense?
well. it does for me. and that is enough. and i can see my thoughts and jumbles and have scribbled it out and it is enough. enough for me.
