Inevitably there are those occasions when I ask myself how in the world could you have let yourself get sucked into the black hole of insignificance? For a few moments I entertain the question until I realize it doesn’t matter. What matters is that I am leaving insignificance behind and picking up the tools of my craft again—keyboard and pens.
I’m excited about starting over. Word by word and line by line, I’m easing back into the things I love to do.