I stretch my body - hands reach to the sky, then to the floor. It feels good. My body moves more freely now. I have more confidence in my balance and more flexibility in my knees. Losing a good deal of weight will do that for you. Yay!
I like to stretch, but I also have this strange
indescribable urge at times to stretch my mind.
It is like an itch in my brain.
One thought leads to another, and suddenly there is a sense of pleasure,
a figurative stretching out to the ether, and a desire for more.
A good way to scratch this itch is to write. The thought that initiated or stimulated the
'stretch' is looking to be fleshed out, and writing it down, leads to more
thoughts and, eventually, some sort of conclusion.
An essay, I guess. An attempt to clarify
my mind, learn about my inner landscape, or stretch my mind and, maybe
ultimately, my soul.
Perhaps that is why I seem to have this reawakening of my
desire to write. Story ideas have been
coming to me, and it is a good thing that this is only a figurative itch. Otherwise, much head scratching would be
taking place as my urge to write is frustrated by my lack of available and
uninterrupted time. People might
wonder...
But tonight I have the time. And the urge is strong. The time and the urge together are a boon, and so here I am, clicking
away awkwardly on my iPad keyboard. I will
transfer this later on onto my laptop, and onto the blog. But I wanted to see
how hard it is to type on a keyboard that has no tactile clues as to where you
are putting your fingers. Ahaha...a good
thing this thing has auto correct and ,seemingly, a built in sense of intuition
as to which word you are trying to type.
I can almost type without looking at the keys....almost.
Well, it is good to be at it again. I think I am going to go look for a word
processing app for this thing...and then go back to that story that I had
started while I was waiting in the doctor's office.
Aaaaah yes...that feels good.
Have an itch of your own? Go scratch. It is highly rewarding.
Peace out.
Sent from my iPad
