The days are long.
The thoughts are many.
The intentions are good.
The resolutions are present.
The goals are written.
Yet, I sit worldless.
Not speechless… Just… without words.
More specifically, without the right words.
More specifically still, without the WRITE words.
It’s a strange thing to view oneself as a writer, and to be wordless.
To the great wide world of the internet – my sincerest apologies if you’ve been waiting on written words from me.
They’ll be back.
Wordlessly easing into 2019.