Breathless for more.
Breathless to keep up.
This summer has been just this for me.
I have been.
I will still.
The break from my musings has left me with more.
Musings that is.
And it seems this summer has been a tactile one for me.
So journals and scribbled thoughs, I have hand written.
Tip-taps of typing keys have been put to bed for this season while I have hung hard at it with a pencil and steno, don't you know.
This summer has been one of seeking in hopes to find.
Of contemplating and weighing possibilities...
Of letting go in hopes to hold on.
Of the bare essentials.
Of a lot of things happy and humbling.
k.Mac continues to rock.
So do my sweet, sweet boys.
And my hips have been swaying from time to time too, don't get me wrong.
It's just finding the rhythm that rocks your soul takes time.
Time if you wanna rock just right.
And I so wanna.
Rock just right that is.
Hope to find my place back here in the world of tip-taps.