To quote Sylvia Plath:
We stayed at home to write, to consolidate our outstretched selves
Writing helps me get my thoughts, ideas and feelings into some semblance of order and coherence. It helps me find the words to describe my feelings. It helps me to tie the myriad loose ends of my day together.
And speaking of loose ends, my noisy notebook is enjoying one of its French Air Traffic Controller dummy-spits at the moment (someone, somewhere in the world, must have run out of Gauloise). More regular blogging as soon as its repaired (no timeline given by repair shop).
