Finally, I think I'm finding a trusting emotional connection to my writing. I've been hoping for this, subconsciously, as I had a comment that my writing was too "down." Like sad, I suppose; and I was trying to write "happy." It was an emotionally confusing time.
But, today I write for stress relief. I'm happy that I'm relying on my writing in this way! And blogging at that! Hurrah.
She opened her eyes to a shifting scene before her:
Walls dancing side to side; water spilling over the edges from her 30 gallon fish tank; her boyfriend rushing out of the bedroom to the living couch, where she was lying down, hands folded over her stomach.
"Baby!" he called out.
She opened her eyes again, shocked but seemingly paralyzed. Saw her boyfriend and thought: Wow, he's coming to my rescue.
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