I haven't written in a long time. Or, shall I say, I haven't dedicated myself to a writing project in a long time. Days come and go, and still my thoughts always look like sentences and paragraphs on a page. I think in likeness of articles and stories. And yet, with so much time passing, I struggle with so much to say, and no desire to tap it out.
Life gets in the way of my intentions, sometimes, but my intentions... well those I will always carry with me.
