Writing? Not Writing? Coincidence? I Think Not.

I have to face it and accept it.

I am sick - more than usual today.

All kinds of feelings come with that.

I can't ignore them if I want to be conscious, which I do.

But I can't hold on when they wish to pass in order to have any happiness.

Feeling discouraged about not writing today,

I forget... and think it's every day.

I forget that it takes patience to hone any skill.

I forget to cut myself slack.

Memory is more precious than gold, diamonds, and land.