I haven't been writing for awhile now and I have come to miss it. As I am touching my keyboard again, dancing through the beat of my thought and heart, I noticed that I want more of this. This jiving of heart, mind, hands to give birth to a story. I've miss this. I missed it enough that I am romanticizing this art form, enough that I am making this whole thing poetic, and somehow OA even. But I don't care. I miss this.
I miss me spilling my thoughts out on screen, me just completing my sentences, thoughts, ideas, and finding my lips crack a smile, a satisfaction that I have made myself come out there.
That I have expressed myself out in the open.
I'll end it right here before I make this whole thing over the top.
But darn it, I miss this!
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