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.