So it's nearly 1 am, I'm wired on over-steeped green tea, and my mind is just a mess of ideas and thoughts I want to put into words. I have begun to blog. Crazy isn't it, how a person can go for years without feeling the need to have a journal or even write down anything other than a grocery list, and then wake up one morning and suddenly have the urge to put all their inner-most thoughts and feelings out there for everyone to see. Like I said, crazy, but in this case there is a method to the madness.
Perhaps all the years of bottling my thoughts into distant memories brought this on, but I digress. What I honestly believe is that I have been provoked into changing my non-writing habits. By what I am not exactly sure of at this time, but it certainly brought out an inner spark of creativity that was previously unable to be coaxed out of dormancy.
I think some rest is in order, because lack of sleep does not good blogging make. Or does it?
I guess that's a blog for another day.
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