When All Else Fails, I Can Still Write........

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A whole lot of things have happened in the last year or so which makes me appreciate the small things in life. There’s feeding the squirrels this winter, seeing the first flower bloom this spring and watching the children playing next door. But yet, there’s still an air of desperation that surrounds the communities where I live. Gas and groceries have gone up in price and the stock market is steadily going down. People are still out of work and businesses that were booming before and failing now. Even though I am retired I still feel what most people feel and know what they know. But I can still write. Writing is a place where I go to escape from the world. It’s a refuge of sorts where anything can happen at the simple changing of my mind. Writing here will obviously not make me a huge sum of money nor will it influence a publisher to come knocking at my door, but I write anyway. Whether it be in a log or a blog or just something I want to jot down that made my day,..........I write. Someone once said that if the first thing a person wants to do after they get out of bed is to write, then they’re a writer. Sadly, that’s not the case for me because the first thing on my mind is the bathroom then my coffee, then I write. No matter. When I sit at the keyboard it doesn’t have to be for a specific reason other than to watch the words appear mysteriously on the screen. The whole world could be disappearing under my feet and sometimes I wouldn’t know it for I’m in my own little bit of heaven. From my brain, to my fingertips and to the screen......I write.