In some ways I feel I have lost my voice. I'm not sick. I can still talk. But my voice seems silent these days. I think it's because of all the noise in my head...work, kids, people, people, people. I love them, but my head sure feels cluttered.
I'm praying for space. I'm praying for quiet. I'm praying for clear-headedness and for the muse to wake up.
Songs. Articles. Tales. Truth.
This voice wants to speak in colours.
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