I was once embroiled in my own thoughts. (What does this word even mean? Yikes! Embroiled…) Yes, embroiled. I was stuck in my head with absolutely nothing to do but think. Watch as my mind wandered, sometimes giving it direction. Yes, this is my definition of thinking.
I read a whole book in less than 24 hours! Can I get a medal for that? Can I at least get an Amen? Ha ha, I kid.
I haven’t written in a while.
Not for public consumption anyway.
Did you notice?