I have nothing profoundly moving to write today. Actually, that's a lie. I have so much to write today but it isn't meant for this place. It's filling the pages elsewhere. I woke this morning with a story in my head. Inspired by reality but taking a life of its own, I've sat this morning and let the story run through me on top the pages of my computer. I'll see where it goes but I am already in love with them. Them who have no names yet but life nontheless.

I feel my mind awake again. Not just me but my mind. The mind that loves to put its self on paper. The mind that loves to create and give life to the images and stories in my head. Yes truly all is write in my world.