V-Day

Magic happens on Saturday.

Jazz replaces the clicking of the keyboard.

Music lessons and cooking shows and poetry writing replace Excel.

Finally free.

Free to be me- who I really am.

Severing the tie to my workdays- free to float away.

Bashing the tether which holds my writing to this earth.

The gift of time and space is mine- breath to my words and life to my scribbles.

All week long, I have kept my wandering dreams and wild imaginings locked up in a small box, hidden in the interior of my imagination. Waiting to be free someday.

And today is that day.

V-Day.

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