Ideas

An idea is really nothing. 

It is pre-embryo. Nameless, shapeless. 

It just sits there sweltering in your mind, plaguing your thoughts, wanting to come out in some perfect form, which you just cannot fathom. I have many such ideas, which crowd my head, jostle for space, wanting to be heard, to be expressed. Usually just the process of sifting these ideas leaves me exhausted. 

And yet when I feel like no thought is possible, another idea sneaks its way into my consciousness, softly mocking me...

Hello Writing!

I haven't written on this blog for like a year, maybe more...basically forever. I had many goals and slowly I lost track of them all. The truth is writing for me is making sense of chaos (Dechaosify...duh!) And it is whimsical, it is erratic, it is something I do when I want to do.

OK if I wasn't a dancer I would probably have been a writer. But since dance consumes me so completely, there is little of me left to write. But that little part has it's own ideas that must be expressed.

So hello writing. I am back again! Our liaison may be short-lived but intense, it will be!