Ever notice that which we desire the most is what we put off the longest? Writing releases a powerful freedom within me. Yet, my journal sits empty save a few scribbles of random thoughts with no story.
To spend my days alone free to create whatever I desire.
Yes, what makes us do that? Fear? of failure? success? of not having it "out there" anymore? Or, maybe it's the burden of the desired... it feels overwhelming. (hmmm.... am I projecting?)
-CG
Posted by: Cascadia Girl | March 29, 2007 at 10:00 PM