Cathartic

For some of us on this earth, writing it all out is cathartic. Some paint, some snap photos, some clean house, or talk on the phone but for me I write.

Time ticks by on the clock, and I know I really should be showered and ready for work, but still these words dance in my head like Devo and won't be still until I let them out on a page. Truly, the speed at which words will surface drives me nuts sometimes.

But, I am thankful for this release. Sad that I haven't had more time or taken more time to write lately. It does help me. It does keep those I miss and love updated as to who, what, and where is up with me.

So, I am off to work. And when I arrive home, it is my intention to sit down here and let it "flow," so to speak. My birthday gift to myself. Woo-hoo!