Sleeping Monks
I've come back to see who is still here. I know that I've done that a few times over the years, said I'd write again, and then I've disappeared. It's easy to do that, I think. This place used to be a place of connection, understanding, kindness, engagement and good energy. I think it could be that again. I have to remember that when we all first came here, we knew no one, or at least, very few people. That's why it felt so safe to write into the void. So here I am again. But now, I am a visual artist more than a writer. This happened at 59, just a few months after I finished law school. I miss writing. There's no reason I can't do both.