A Second Storm of the Mind

Oh, how I want to write more of my story. How I want to explain. How I want to help others in need. But I am stuck among the trees of the forest, unable to see the grand scheme of things. The storm of words has gained momentum and I’m being swept up by them.

I love to write. However, I am having such difficulty in collecting my thoughts. Writing is my curse. I wish I could let it go. I wish it would let me go. Alas, I know it won’t. The winds will only pick up, whipping my mind into a frenzy of confusion.

It is like a burden. Yet, a form of release. Oh, how I hope the storms pass.

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Alexandra A

I'm just a skinny girl with a lot of hair and a couple of stories. I'm 26, married, and have two very active, sparkly-eyed babies. My mother lives with me so I've got my best ally and source of wisdom here, too. Everything I do is for my family. We like to garden, paint, start projects, read, and watch a little bit of Netflix. I'm working on my cooking, parenting with patience, and learning how to love life where I'm at. Though I've abandoned my degree three times in two different states (yes, I said three times), I have listened and watched and picked up a couple of tips. Most of what I write is entirely non-fictional because I let life spin the tales. I'm ready to learn more and am excited to meet others on the same path. This is to serve as a record of what I've done. All pictures have been taken by me, unless otherwise credited.