It's been longer than days now, more like weeks, since I have put any words down that make any sense, that might be turned into a meaningful poem or grow up to be a short story. There's been to time to even edit the words napping in my notebooks. I'm hoping they haven't fallen into hibernation mode; sometimes it's too hard to wake them up again. If I don't keep nudging them, they'll act as if they are lazy teenagers, rebelling against my good intentions to dress them up and bring them out in public. It not as if I've nothing to say. That's rarely the case. I just can't seem to find my way to stay put at this desk. Responsibilities tug me away and are such an elevated level, my playing with words seems not to be the best use of my hours....at least in the eyes of others.
So, there are things I'm not saying today. Or tomorrow. Or possibly even next week.
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