"White Blank Page" - Mumford & Sons I woke up on the wrong side of the bed this Easter morning. "Cough." The world was up, but I was in no mood to deal with it. "Cough." I fought the need to start the day for as long as I could. "Cough." I fought my urge to pee. "Cough." I fought the noise surrounding me. "Cough." I fought the sound of kids running around, the clanging of plates and silverware, the shuffling of hurried feet in and out of the kitchen and scurrying passed my bedroom door. "Cough." I wanted to hide underneath the warmth of my plush red blanket, but once again I lost my fuzzy pink socks in the middle of the night. "Cough." They escaped somehow and no matter what I did, I couldn't stay warm. "Cough." Frustrated from the lack of sleep I got and the unfortunate ticking clock, I knew it was just a matter of time before the house filled up with even more people and even more noise....
A song pops up in my head in bed, carrying with it a memory that may not always be described in words. So the music in it of itself allows me to tell my stories. This is my writer's pen. This is my '3' and my 'M'. This is my passion in life; my blog; my light and though it may occasionally lose its shine, it will never completely leave me in the dark.