Like a cold shower on a hot day.

Just in from enjoying the summer.

Writing for me is a lifeline.

I think non artists think that’s hyperbole.

I’m sure without text, I could write in my head

As the wise poets once did.

But it preserves a moment in time

That otherwise would be lost to posterity.

And it allows for a record of a time in your life

That’s passed but you can now look back on.

Writing for me is like living.

I often confuse the two.