Saturday, February 27, 2010
I have a great friend whose wise words come to me often: "All you can do is put it out there and see what happens." I love that. It's simple, honest and fearless. It's clean, pure fuel and it makes me want to burn. I feel faster than thought tonight. Seattle's good that way. It's 6:06 in the morning and I can't see the sun. I don't want to. I like to write at night and I hate when it ends too soon. Writing puts winter to use. My thoughts run free like phantom wolves through dark and rainy streets. The city sleeps, none the wiser.
Posted by W at 2/27/2010 06:32:00 AM