I’m trying to make sense of the different words swirling around in my Percocet fog... That’s what the doctors gave me for my pain. There are some old stories that need to be written, in order to bring clarity to the newer works. I believe I’ve found my voice again, and am hoping it sticks around for a while this time. Writing has become a challenge over the last few months. This week is no exception. I’m buried in work; hardships both personal and family related, but I will try.... I will try to eek out a couple of pieces to get things back on track.
