Starting Alone Again
01-25-14, 9:00 PM

Hesitating to start, there must be need to express something for why else am I here again? Previously, writing was a simple task with my fingers flowing effortlessly over the keyboard recording my stream of thoughts. Years void of introspection or out of fear of being discovered keeping a journal, perhaps my joints have become rusty? It is different now – I’m married.

With the floor creaking above from the wife’s movement deep in study, I’m keenly listening for her to rise and come down the stairs to find me typing away and wanting to discover my thoughts...my creation. She will want to read these words. I will feel she is prying. I don’t want these words to be discovered because I feel the need to have something of my own. I miss that…being alone.

So I started…

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