Morning Beats

Feeling playful...Friday, September 13, 2013. Double 13 day! 

Last night I couldn't sleep. Thoughts

swirled around–this is how is started: stuck, stuck, stuck.

And this morning, this is how it finished.

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Stuck, stuck, stuck

in a rut, a self-imposed

writing rut

reading is dry,

been distracted

with

responsibilities,

thoughts pushed aside,

reading pushed aside,

writing in my head,

in bits and scraps

and

in between

something fully formed

comes flowing out.

Not always the case; can't

always be in the flow; otherwise,

I'll be late to work, stop cooking,

cleaning, eating–

responsibility

gets pushed

to the back, to the way back.

Readjusting,

accepting responsibility;

small rude awakening at work 

cut into "my time." Flexibility became a little 

too loose.

My juices start to flow when it's time to go.

Readjust, readjust, readjust...

Find a new rhythm, embrace it all–

the PAUSE will become a big GO!

PLAY!

No STOPping me now.

That's a wrap.