Life

     Once again I take forever to write, but hey, at least I'm still coming back to it sometimes. Each day I'm at work I see all sorts of old couples holding hands and walking with each other through the store. I hope I can have that one day, to be with the person I truly love that long. I think I've hit the point where I would be just fine settling down and maybe even having a family of my own. I had sworn that off for so long, but who knows.
     Grrr... Each time I sit down determined to write, I can never find the right words to say to express myself in anything. I just jump from topic to topic because I really don't know what to write about, just that I want to write. Sometimes that's how my stories start, not with a specific topic or theme in my mind, but just writing  until whatever I'm typing/hand-writing actually becomes coherent and a real progression of thoughts and actions. Sometimes it never reaches that point, but you never know until you start writing. Hmmm... Bed time..