I’m out of touch.
I’m out of touch with my feelings. I haven’t been writing. For where I am today, that is akin to saying “I’m off my meds.”
I see why people who are sick sometimes stop taking the pills because they feel fine. You do, I do. I did, for a time.
I need to write to make sense of my world. To remember and organize my thoughts. To strategize for the future. To unchain my heart.
This is a reminder to write.