I checked when I last posted here. It was two days before my house was broken into. As you can imagine my life has been a little hectic since. Sorting out the house merged with Christmas preparations. Though my head is full of words this will not be a long post. Today I sat in my newly built attic room and wrote. Nothing for a deadline or even creative. A stream of consciousness in which I reminded my fingers how to type, reacquainted myself with the familiar glow of a screen and learned the rhythm of my new mechanical keyboard. A cat curled on my lap demanding attention.
I hope everyone was able to find some peace this holiday despite the ongoing trauma of this world. Now I must give my cat a fuss before she starts walking on my keyboard.
Today I wrote 562 words