I can’t give up on writing.

It’s what keeps me alive.

No wonder I’ve been feeling out of sorts.

I haven’t written in a long time!

I got stuck.

I fell into a pit and got stuck.

I kept climbing back up but kept falling back in.

I think I’ve finally made it out of the dungeon.

Once more with feeling I am going to write.

I feel a little bit rusty but I can’t give up.

Not this time around.

I’m not getting any younger.

Not that it’s about age.

But who knows, one day my forgetfulness with reign.

And then I’ll totally forget about writing.

I’m back.

Once more with feeling.