My husband ran to the post office several months ago and as he pulled into a parking stall he saw THIS:
This is what my life feels like sometimes. Lately I've been dejunking and throwing away all things harmful to my spiritual and physical well being. I am constantly amazed at how much my family consumes, even when I feel like I'm making a conscious effort not to. But I've come to realize that the physical junk in my life is very connected to my spirituality and level of mental clarity – two things I am going to need in tip-top condition.
You see, it's time. Time for me to start writing music again.