I think I need to start writing again.
Something is squeaking in my head.
I have given up on writing a long time ago, but I have to admit it: it’s like giving up a part of your soul.
Why is it so hard to get back on that horse again?
I think my left brain has taken over the right brain for some time. Forcing the emotional, spontaneous creativity out in favor of the analytical creativity.
It’s only when I saw the dancer turning to both directions that I realized – I must use both. Can’t let one side wins. It’s like leaving something out all the time. Like always forgetting if you locked your door.
So slowly, but surely: writing, here I come.