I’ve been thinking all week about writing. Often in the most unhelpful places, like the car or the shower.
I thought about making lists and why those help. I thought about poems, and I went back and listened to a few of my favorites that I’ve written and performed.
My head feels full most of the time. I’ve described it like a filing cabinet where there is a primary file, and then it is cross reference with another file which might be cross-reference with another file. These are all of my experiences and spiraling thoughts and feelings. Like how I feel about my family is cross-referenced with anger and fear and frustration, which is cross-referenced with the loss of chosen family.
Writing helps my brain feel less full. It makes things less cloudy, decreases the spiral. Which also quiets my brain and helps me forget about everything for a little while. Writing is what reminds me to breathe, and lately, I need all the reminders.
My goal this week is write a poem and share it here. I’m wondering what will be pulled from the filing cabinet.