Scattered, pieces of house dust thrown up from a pillow. The warm sun hits you smack dab in the eye, It feels so good. You sink to the bottom of wherever you’re headed.
Talking to you…Emotional Block 6/15/19
Writer's block, So cliche. What about, emotional block. When your heart has given all it can, and stops to breath. You wait and you ponder, Feeling nothing. It's okay to be numb for awhile. It gives you time to exhale. When it returns, and it always does. You will be ready to spill it out … Continue reading Talking to you…Emotional Block 6/15/19