I'm able to write poetry again. That's a hopeful sign.
I haven't written but 1 or 2 poems in over a decade. Haven't been able to. I really thought that perhaps I was past being able to write at all, given what our past year has been like.
I'm not sure what has changed. I hope it means that I'll be able to get back to editing my book. I hope whatever changed, stays changed.
I'm a little afraid to even say it out loud, for fear of scaring it off. Is it like a little shy mouse? Should I whisper?
Can I leave out cheese to trap it? If I could, would that be a good idea? Or would it die if I did that?
Maybe I should use a live trap.