I can’t explain to you why I stare at blank screens searching. Hoping.
I can’t explain to you why I consider the cursor a silent companion, or guide, on each verbal journey.
But I do. And here I am.
Sometimes I know ahead of time what knowledge I seek.
Sometimes I know the stories I want to share.
Sometimes I know the emotion that I want to illustrate.
And sometimes. Sometimes I just need to tap the keys, or the screen, to make room in my head.
Sometimes it is simply a cathartic cacophony of cerebral chaos that needs to just get out.
I’ve let far too many Novembers pass. And I’ve let myself get out of a groove.
I guess this is just a way to say that I’m back in – let’s do this National Blog Post Month thing.
There are many stories to tell and thoughts to examine.
Yes, I know I’m jumping in late, but I’ll try to catch up.
Here’s to words on the screen. In my head, this is what it feels like:
That’s it for now.