I love to visit places that I find interesting, intriguing &/or challenging... 2 years ago I visited the Brooklyn Bridge every Sunday at noon until I got the courage to crossed it by foot. A few summers ago I visited South Street Seaport three times a week until the familiar faces of the patrons at Sequoia bored me... same thing with clubs, lounges, & even park.
I haven't found many places that I love unconditionally... but there are a few that I fall in love with all over again. I am finding myself in the same predicament when it comes to writing... I'm loving more when things do not seem to go my way {which sometimes is the only way I see}!!! I remember the days when writing came naturally...I didn't have to think about a topic, about an experience or even about writing -period! All I needed was a pen, my black composition notebook & a quiet corner in my parents living room - I want that feeling again! I want hours of short stories, novels, essays & poems - I want to fall in love again with writing... the writing that doesn't involve drama with the X, headaches with the kids, meaningless sex with "him" or stress caused by work, school & boys!
So here I am again... searching for that lost love... the love of my life - writing!
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