Do you ever feel this way?
There’s something about sitting down in front of a typewriter of sorts that helps clarify my muddy thoughts and broken sentences. Sometimes it’s found in the tap-tap-tapping of the keys, but sometimes it’s found after feeling the squish of sand underneath my barefoot toes, generous gulps of ocean air soothing and calming and collecting my worries. And sometimes still, it’s a gift received upon sitting across the table from an old, you-don’t-have-to-explain-yourself-to-me friend. Over hot chocolate with extra whip and salt-rimmed margaritas alike, we laugh and we cry and we begin to understand even more the insides of our hearts.
So, what is it for you?
Might you get that typewriter, that ocean or that friend today.