One year into freedom

It’s been one year since I stripped out of those d.o.c. blues and put on street clothes again. One year immersed in the ever-advancing technologies and sat in front of the Internet or a television with sound.

In this year I have had to begin my life over from the scraps of what could be salvaged and the ingenuity of my mind and creative innovations to keep myself from sinking back into old ways. One year doesn’t seem possible on the other hand, I feel as if I have lived two lifetimes in that time span.

It always comes back to this, writing.  This has been my only saving grace my whole life through. As I have slowly been slipping sneak peeks of it onto social media, I have become amazed at the growing following that has arrived as a result. I just felt I need to say thank you to everyone at least one more time for the support.