The past week others music has inspired me to pick the pencil back up and start writing again. I’ll get all ready and have the instrument in my hands and nothing will flow. I try to push every thought and detail into poetry but the words just don’t look right. I always happen to save the document or throw it away and forget about it. I used to save everything I had written. I’m separating away from the musical me and parting with the other arts. I’ll just write and take pictures. That’s all that matters to me right now anyways.