Archive for April, 2010
The Long and the Short of It
of me,
Here.
A short break broken into a loud, lingering
silence.
Fingers grown accustomed to short bursts of emails, awkwardly pecking to catch up with my thoughts.
No that’s not true.
It’s my thoughts that are awkward, chaotic, jammed like a stuck elevator and cluttered like the laundry on my bed.
Writing for me is a search for order, meaning, to the rapid input/output happening each blink of the day(and night for that matter). My husband finds order in the beat of music. If I’m already experiencing high traffic, music just clouds the frequency further.
But writing brings calm. Also, like tonight, it brings dread at what I’ll find in the chaos, what’s calling out to be sorted. But there’s a peace, a rightness, in beginning the process.
So I guess I’ll start at the beginning.
On another day.
Gotcha.
Nice to see so you again.
