There’s quite a bit for me to write about. Mostly because there’s quite a bit that I need to process. Unfortunately, I only have my kindle with me, so it doesn’t exactly lend itself to the processing that I need.
I was holding out hope that by just writing about writing… that somehow, I’d miraculously gain clarity and insight… nope.
I don’t know why this particular thing matters to me as much as it does… especially since either way it plays out… I’ll be the same and… oh nevermind. This has turned out to be the vaguest, non-processed, processing piece that I’ve ever written.