Saturday, March 12, 2011

Hungry to compose

I was left memory-less, pen-less, creative-less, thought-less and unable to handle the sounds of keystrokes just a few days after a seemingly innocuous cab ride, which became far less innocuous when we were rear ended.

Everything was fine, I was just fine, until I lost my mind. Then life stopped and I missed my mind the most.

Now my feisty thoughts are starting to fight their way back, their power growing, and I hope that soon - I will have the recall to compose again.

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