I need to write. Writers do that, every day. I’ve been managing as many words as I do steps as of late. It’s a red letter day when I break six thousand with the walking, and likewise three hundred fifty with the writing. Not sure why putting thoughts down on the page has become harder than exercise. Blaming illness doesn’t work, because this started before I got sick. It can’t be because I’m too busy because I’ve always been too... Read more