“Hello old friend, where have you been? I have missed you much. We have so many things to catch up on.”
“I’m so sorry I haven’t written sooner but I’ve been far away and got lost a bit in my travels.”
“That’s okay, I understand. I have been sitting here patiently waiting for you to return. I knew you would, you always do.”
“There was a little dust when I picked you up but the fit was still perfect as the first day we met.”
“So please fill me in with everything that has happened since we last spoke. I can not wait to see what you tell me.”
This is the conversation I had with my pen and paper when after a month I picked them up again.
I didn’t have writers block, per se, I just simply had a heart blockage. Not medical but an emotional blockage. I let myself get lost inside my own head and lose the desire to put my thoughts down on paper. I blocked the walls of my heart so no words could be let out or escape. I temporarily shut off the valves so nothing could be heard or felt.
I took a good and proper dose of the best medicine known for being lost within yourself. I kicked my own arse into gear and walk out of my door into the world I love, to allow myself what brings happiness and pleasure. I was focusing so much on negative things that I can’t control, I lost sight of the positive and beautiful pictures around me. (ggrrrrr I hate it when I do that)
Everyone knows its normal to miss someone they love when they’re not around. But is it normal to miss yourself? Whether it’s normal or not, I began to miss myself and find the person staring back at me quite irritating so I went for a walk and kicked her to the curb.
Now my thumb and knuckles are sore while building my writing callouses back up. Words and thoughts are flowing freely once again and so am I.
(I apologize in advance for what words might flow out from the back up)