Once More with Feeling

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.

Comments 3

 
Stephen Evans on Wednesday, 12 September 2018 03:15

Glad to hear it! I feel the same way - it helps to clear away the noise - and life is so noisy these days.

Glad to hear it! I feel the same way - it helps to clear away the noise - and life is so noisy these days.
Rosy Cole on Monday, 17 September 2018 22:24

Good to see you, Rina. As you may have gathered, I'm an unwavering advocate of writing, first and foremost, as therapy. If you feel you can share that with some others, so much the better. x

Good to see you, Rina. As you may have gathered, I'm an unwavering advocate of writing, first and foremost, as therapy. If you feel you can share that with some others, so much the better. x
Virginia M Macasaet on Thursday, 20 September 2018 23:59

Thank you Rosy, Stephen! Always feels good to be back home :-)

Thank you Rosy, Stephen! Always feels good to be back home :-)
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