drabblegrrl

I feel like I don’t have it in me. My creative heart beats slow, sluggish, silent. My tears won’t stop falling, invisible but ever present. I want to write, I want to keep in touch with the essence of my storytelling spirit, but I’m ever-so-tired.

Too many hats, too many weights, too many tears. For too long, I’ve struggled with this, and now I don’t know how to stop. I must learn – and I will.

A rest, a recharge; time to heal. And then I will learn.

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