I’m at that place where I cannot give voice to the words that ache to emerge, I cannot breathe, I cannot move, I cannot express anything except that I am waiting to write again. The real stuff.
Oh, and have I ever mentioned how much I disdain whisperers’ whispers and whispering?
Hawaii Kai wife and mom. Melanoma Stage 3a Cancer survivor. English Language Arts teacher, English Learners Coordinator, and Paraprofessional Tutor. Super sub teacher. Dormant triathlete. Road cyclist and Masters swimmer. Gardener. Mrs. Fixit. Random dancer. Music Curator. A teenager trapped in an aging body. Did you know 60 is the new 40? It is.
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I love aliteration.