Oh no oh no oh no….I need to go to sleep but my mind is racing. I cant stop thinking…and I don’t really want to. Writing to me is like reading…only backwards. I mean its not as if I get to make things happen that I want to happen…the story takes over and I end up just as surprised as anyone elses reading it. I love the place in my head I go to when I write…I used to be afraid when I had my girls, I thought I would go there and not remember to come back, and what if the girls needed me. silly thought I know. I think only other writers or true lunatics would understand that statement. There is just this wonderful place inside my head that makes my breathing in and out much easier. the world is less intense when I visit there regularly.
I saw a star fall from the sky tonight. the racing red color shot across the dark,black sky. the colors that radiated from its passing was illuminating as it passed over my head. I searched the night sky to find the reason for its release. The star seemed to be running from something or someone. The path it made as it ascended illumination brought fresh thoughts to my mind. I thought of ice cold crisp fall mornings. rapturous love radiated from my mind as I watched the star disappear from my view. I aimlessly let my mind wonder to the place in the sky it must have run to.
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