As I look at this blank page.. I feel my fingers type, backspace, type… backspace again.
Almost like a few steps forward then a few steps back.
What is this urge I have? Creativity is on my mind.
I want to make stuff.
I want to say stuff.
I want to write something so amazing it blows my mind.
I want to connect.
I want to creep up on all the divine possibilities that are in front of me..
I want to grab them and make them mine!
I want to talk, write, dance and sing.
I want more friends whom I can play with.. dance with.. talk with… hang out with… create with..
I want to play…. Play would be fun wouldn’t it? Its been so long since I’ve been to a movie, concert or bowling alley!
I want to breathe in deep and long.
I want to sing out loud an amazing song!
These words I write are coming straight from my spirit to my fingers. I am not even censoring them as I type (now that I’ve stopped backspacing..)
Will I post this, oh YES! Just because there is a tingling in my stomach that is telling me to do so.
So post I will.. I hope you don’t mind…