My mind has been tossing and turning in the rough seas of my thoughts. Tho now I can see the light breaking through the clouds, and I know there is a calm coming. A calm that I will take full advantage of this time. The seas have calmed enough that I have actually had inspiration, and motivation to do what my hands wish to do. I can only watch now as they dance across the paper the pen dripping fresh ink into subtle curves. In their swift strokes I see my vision becoming reality and my heart aches at the sight. Perhaps now things will get done and my life will raise once again to what it once was. May our childish notions guide us once more and grant us all the wings we need to fly.
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