I spent the entire day writing / by Christina Rosalie

And it felt good. So good to sink into the work, to get beyond the distractions, the internal rebellions, the anxiety. Things are starting to fit together, the synapses of the story becoming evident.

Tomorrow I'm making a cherry pie; and doing laundry. Tomorrow it's back to reality. But today was for words.

Do you have days like this that slip away into some place else? Like you never really touched down here? Today was like this.