I’ve been away a while. More than a year and a half. What have I been doing all this time? Well, not writing or painting, and during this time is when I probably needed to write the most.
I once told myself that writing was going to save my life, so here I am. This post is a bookmark of sorts…where I left off…ready to begin the rest. I’ll start by revisiting what I was writing almost two years ago to see who that person was. To see what, if anything, my past self was trying to tell me that perhaps I wasn’t ready to hear.
If you are a writer, a poet, a musician, a creator…keep going. Be yourself. Don’t give up.