It’s been fourteen days since I’ve written anything. I was so present in the moments of the last two weeks that I didn’t stop to write. It’s almost as though I couldn’t chronicle the thoughts that ran through my head. Too many too fast. And none of them solid, only the ephemeral gray before the dawn.
A visit to my therapist, serious scribbling in my journal, and the peaceful sadness of taking Thing 2 to the train station in the last few days have given me an opportunity to stop and take a big breath.
I experienced an epiphany…
I’ve got ideas bubbling up…
Thoughts nearly ready to hatch…
Only I’m not exactly ready to write about them this morning…
It does feel nice to write though…
therobynbirdsnest 
I look forward to reading your thoughts when they hatch. ❤