This craving that I almost always have - to mutter, to scream, to write, to bleed words is so strong, so intense, so insistent that I sometimes feel like I will explode if I let everything go by without scribbling down the wonderful things, the exquisite words or the stinging and biting rhetoric that I happen to hear or see in my everyday engagements.
My mind goes numb as I urticate trying to find the right consonants and vowels in my head. Yes, it is a constant struggle - gathering all the abbreviated thoughts I mean to write. But when everything has been written down, when all has been said and done, that's when I get to to sigh in utter contentment as I enjoy the god-like satisfaction of writing.
And silently, oh so silently, I listen to the exquisite sound of my thudding heart.
Thump... Thump... thump.
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