I don’t have anything to say, but WordPress said now more than ever, JUST WRITE.
So I am.
Not too long after looking at recent posts. Or most posts for that matter. They’re all so dark and stormy.
And i’m feeling quite sunshiney.
I am enjoying my time alone. I have finally found it. Been longing for it for some time, and it has met me on this peak of triumph.
I am appreciating each moment. Basic things. Beauty everywhere.
The sunshine, she brings me bliss.
Yes, there are still stormy things. But there are stormier things looming that I could choose to focus on, yet i’d rather be smiling at the sky.
Maybe things will change. Maybe prognosis’ will change, and then maybe I will write again. Scribble angry entries again because something has become too much — and i’ll need to find out what i’m fussing about by writing it in here.
But i’m not writing this for anyone anymore. I used to like the idea that someone was listening somewhere… and I sometimes had the feeling that the words I typed were putting on a show for someone. Sometimes some people very specific.
But it’s not like that anymore.
This is for me now.
And that makes me smile.
