About the sorts of random things I do.
This has happened a few times this week.
I had a moment of clarity at six am this morning. I wrote well, with the words flowing from my fingers like water from a spring.
I’ve been stuck in a funk ever since.
My partner has been amazing this week. I’ve blabbed about it all over the place. But I know he’s as fallible and fault filled as anyone else, and I wanted to admit that.
There’s always a positive to any situation. This is my way of finding them.
Like those times when for good or bad reasons you find yourself sleeping alone….