A buzzing drone in my ear, I struggled to open my mouth in anything other than a pointless flapping and ranting of facts and figures. As my mind struggled to stay with the task of solving problems, complaints and mistakes, my fingers itched to be of use, and dragged my mind elsewhere, time after time.
It was hard to believe that the despair that had overtaken my mind and emotion just hours earlier seemed to have dissipated and dissolved under those same itching fingers, those same thoughts that were causing my mind to wander and my mouth to smile more often than not. The feeling of my fingers flying across the small pages in those precious few minutes between the chattering of voices in my ear – ah! The best feeling in the world, to be for once creating instead of venting, making up instead of putting down facts.
The ink flowing from the pen seemed to give birth to new ideas and characters with every twitch of my fingers, clutching the pen so tightly that my arm began to ache before long. My mind flowed with names, situations, ideas, friendships, worlds – all so far and free from my own that they made me dizzy just to think about them and the control and power my make-believing mind would have on them.
The hours passed quicker than they ever had before – even when I could not write for an hour or two at a time, my brain never ceased to create and invent and add flourishes to the characters and their unique traits and situations. It was the best distraction, and I’m not minded to forget it any time soon.


7 thoughts on “Distraction

  1. chloé says:

    thankyou for your caring words ❤
    no word from my aunty at the moment can’t make contact with her or my uncle :/
    the wind has shifted & is fueling the fire towards their house
    no idea on the weather change yet, it’s not nearly as hot as it was but the wind is strong
    i’m hoping for rain to help put the fires out

    lol @ otto mann’s comment 😉
    you do write beauitful & openly xo

  2. Thank you everyone – you’re making me glow with happiness with your sweet words [translation: I’m blushing furiously]. The fact that I know you mean them is just so heart-warming, that I can’t express my gratitude, truly.

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