Tonight I copied a short story I wrote 3 years ago onto my poetry/ writing blog. As I did so I sat in my kitchen with the wind howling round the kitchen window just as it did years ago. I now feel hyped to perhaps write again, but not sure if I can now old circumstances how passed. Ive suddenly remembered how fulfilling writing was back then. Recent brief poetry ive written has lifted my mood too. Ive spent too long sat bored at night. Heres hoping for some inspiration, but not the up heaval that so often accompanies those times and seems necessary to fuel anything of substance !
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