Time

...I said I would write more on this little space o mine. And I will. I will. Please stick with me. It's time. Time, time, time. That abstract thing time. But abstract as it may be it still determines if, when and how I get things done. One priority on top of another. I write this, towel in hair, dishes in sink, and newspapers strewn over my tiny living room floor. I write this because my writing is MY time. It is for me. And so I will return. I will return to this page over and over again. Because its mine. My time...