Before the world gets crazy and long-winded, I write.
Before my attitude gets sour and grey, I write.
Before someone interrupts my train of thought, I write.
Before someone else gets all the good ideas, I write.
Before I wear myself out with useless meetings and mindless sinkholes, I write.
Before the sun burns away the early morning shrouds of fog, I write.
Before the clock races away with the day, I write.
I write to breathe. I write to live.
Until next time,