Mid-Summer Wake Up

Sometimes in life, where I find myself now, I am thinking about writing, being told daily even multiple times, daily, yet I am not. 

I write notes in a notebook, lists all over the place, on all kinds of paper, mostly illegible lists that are so unspecific no task can ever be completed because it is tied to nothing, lists of gratitude (those are clear), and notes and notes and notes in notebooks I rarely flip through. 

Now I find myself focused, organized and clear. Ready to write. 

Here I am blog, great ready for my words.