Can’t stop being who I am
There have been many started poems, soft thoughts, inspiring images and fresh ideas popping up in my albeit tired head over the last two days that my little toe is twitching with excitement. My time of silence is obviously coming to an end.
Busy days may distract me for a little while but as Humans can’t stop breathing without dying, I can’t stop being who I am. I always create. Often they are minute creations, like soap bubbles, short lived but still creating smiles within me. ‘That was a cool one!’
Yes, screens will start to fill again……..
Spasmically Perfect 
congratulations for the reacquaintance with soap bubbles…
nice photo to match the thought and feelings…
Thank you and welcome.
good! cuz I’ve missed you.
Annie
Thank you Annie.
🙂 i’ve missed you too .. xox
Aww…. thank you too 🙂
did you mean a hobbit tired head??? ha ha ha
Biu-t-ful writing.
Hobbits? Hm…… no, I don’t think so 😉 . Thank you.
It’s all about patience, Spaz.
I’ve always thought that was the hardest thing about being a creative soul (and you are)
I haven’t visited in so long and you came across my mind this morning.
I’m going to hang around for a bit . . .
~m
Yes, I am not really patient with my own creativity. I can sit infront of Nature’s creativity and wait for hours for something to happen (sunsets, birds building nests, waves wash patterns into the sand) but when it comes to myself it is harder. Thanks for coming by, you know I appreciate each and every visit.