I used to bring three things with me everywhere I went- a journal, a pen, and a book. I would have the two in hand before I would even think about putting on my shoes or remembering to bring a jacket.
So Much to Say, So Little to Write
I talk a lot. About a lot of things. To a lot of people. And yet, when there is a paper in front of me, or an open doc on my screen, my fingers do not spill words the way my mouth does. This semester has forced me to search for the disconnect, and while I do…