>Lost and ground(ed)

February 2, 2010 § Leave a comment

>Why didn’t you tell me that the thing I needed to do most was get back to writing?

Why didn’t you tell me that this breakdown of sorts could have been prevented with a little trip down fiction lane?

Why do I have to begin to plummet before I remember what it feels like to sink down into my stories?

After leaving a myriad of voice mails with friends, where I came close to weeping on their machines, this evening I created!

I wrote! I wrote!

Nourishment is mine!

Song of the night:

Patti Smith’s Pumping (My Heart)

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