I came across it a few weeks ago…the door was ajar, so I peeked inside. I liked what I saw; it intrigued, inspired, reignited.
It is where I found a voice that I thought I had lost, somewhere in a past life.
This place is mine; it is where I can bleed, rejoice, weep, connect, heal, share, vent, discover, feel truly creative. Where anything seems possible and so much more.
It’s not just writing, it is a room of my own, a place I need to visit, every day.
Writing is the only thing that, when I do it, I don’t feel like I should be doing something else. Gloria Steinem
Writing, growing, learning and connecting with February prompt-a-day over at write alm; today’s is ‘a room of one’s own’.