...five minutes or less...

Hey, stranger!
(And yes, I'm talking to my computer screen 😜)

It's been forever and a day...again...since last my fingers tripped across the keyboard here in Casa Caffeine, and while "a break" this time was fully intentional, the ever-extending postponement on returning was not.

It just...

got comfortable.

To let things sit.

To not think things through.

To not worry them to bits.

And

Frankly

I was busy.

Self-imposed busy-ness, perhaps.

But busy, nonetheless.

With no time to waste on word play here.

Or, rather, no time I was willing to borrow against.

Time to cherish, as summer waxed and waned.

Time to work and rework.

Time to soak in the sunlight and son-light before school resumed.

Time to adjust to changes, big and small.

Time to grow...to expand enough to fit in everything new.

Time to feel and cope and accept and release.

And now?

Now I've five minutes of silence to fill.

Five minutes to check back in and shake off the cobwebs.

To sit here in draft mode and scroll through all the unwritten-unedited-unpublished detritus of time gone by...all those one and two line drafts from when I quickly jotted something down in hopes I'd find the time-words-energy to flesh them out.

17.

By the way.

17 drafts.

17 separate starts.

A few lines.

No punctuation.

Words meant to trigger the memory of whatever prompted me to want to write.

I'll get to them...in time...I'm sure.

But now?

I'm out of time again...

~Leanna