In which I begin.
Writing is without question my favorite art form, one I enjoy creating. Words can transport one far around the world, resolve questions of weight and detail, or create the tiniest little safe place where a child may run from a storm. Despite this, I all too often save the preciousness of words for necessity, forgetting to spin them into beauty, insight, and warmth. More remembering of this begins here… remembering life and breathing and the beauty and articulation and refuge of words. More remembering, more life. Right now.