Every day I’m chasing after that feeling…

78 - Every day Im chasing after that feeling
Do you know what it feels like? Let me tell you. It’s like opening your eyes each morning, but instead of lying in bed under a dusty blanket with your head on a worn-down pillow, you’re strapped into a seat surrounded by a control panel. Only there aren’t any buttons. Just a confusing jumble of …

Writing is not a race, but it sure can feel like one…

22 - Writing is not a race but it sure can feel like one

I scribble away on the pages of an overstuffed notebook, desperately trying to get my thoughts down onto paper before they scatter away in all directions like a disturbed ants’ nest. It holds me together. Writing, I mean. When the fibrous network keeping my mind in place starts to unravel, I quickly grab a pen …