Just a story
If I can find a moment. If I could possibly have any privacy...next to impossible.
well.
I wouldn't be able to write again.
Maybe some. Maybe I could let my mind drift and feel a 'freedom' of the mind again.
Oh, how I miss it.
It is such a long story. One thing I have learned about computers, don't trust them. How many times over the years have I begone to write something only to lose it some sort of glitch.
I will post this and add to it.
I grew up in the country. While growing up, my mind was alive with stories. My ever day an every thought and every action was a story in my mind.
In Grade 10 or 11 we were asked to write 5 short stories by the end of the year. I wrote my 5, plus I wrote 5, maybe 6 other students short stories. I was bubbling over with stories racing around in my mind.
Thenmy computer is ladding so bad.
Then...marriage..
My husband hated me reading or writing. I was raising kids on my own.
I've lost so much. My mind, at 54 is so different now. I never had anyone support or want me to write...and I lost it.
well.
I wouldn't be able to write again.
Maybe some. Maybe I could let my mind drift and feel a 'freedom' of the mind again.
Oh, how I miss it.
It is such a long story. One thing I have learned about computers, don't trust them. How many times over the years have I begone to write something only to lose it some sort of glitch.
I will post this and add to it.
I grew up in the country. While growing up, my mind was alive with stories. My ever day an every thought and every action was a story in my mind.
In Grade 10 or 11 we were asked to write 5 short stories by the end of the year. I wrote my 5, plus I wrote 5, maybe 6 other students short stories. I was bubbling over with stories racing around in my mind.
Thenmy computer is ladding so bad.
Then...marriage..
My husband hated me reading or writing. I was raising kids on my own.
I've lost so much. My mind, at 54 is so different now. I never had anyone support or want me to write...and I lost it.
