Sometimes I write to clear away my thoughts and freshen up. But lately I've been feeling quite empty, especially when I pull open Microsoft Word and sit there with a blank page before my eyes while I scan my empty mind for any snippet of inspiration. Blogger is the only place that seems to have a 24/7 opportunity for me to get something out. Words just seem to flow from my brain inevitably to my hands as I type. It's a feeling I will always remember and love.
I've realized that just now as I sit down once again and pull up this page. I've been wanting to start over on this blog for a long time, and I guess it was only because I was impatient. Now that I'm feeling the words slowly form into a message, I apprehend that I was a fool for leaving this blog in the dust.
I am so sorry for leaving this blog unattended to and I'm certain that I'll improve this blog's condition and content.
It's a new night, a new , and just possibly, a new beginning of dreams and nonsensical thoughts.
