I wish for more connection with people. I had a flash of insight this morning, that what I would like is to work alongside one or two other people, sharing our thoughts without fear of judgment. Something rhythmic that doesn’t require focus, yet results in something tangible. It came to me because of the things I have read about children and how movement helps them process and remember the things that they learn. I move too little in my life. I feel scattered and unable to begin.

I want to talk about the deep things, the things I think about when I’m driving, or when I am laying in bed before sleep, or in the shower, or pausing between words in the book I’m reading. It is hard to sustain that thought process when I’m not in those meditative states. Those are the thoughts that are important to me, the ones I am interested in. The more mundane reality of my life can just go fuck itself, really. If I could write what I am thinking at those moments, then I would truly be a writer.