There’s something about being on the west coast that gives me a reprieve.
A little more time to mull things over.
To assess what I'm feeling.
Time that the east coast might have already fumbled.
A chance to catch my breath and see my thoughts accumulate above me like those cartoon bubbles.
A chance to be an alter ego.
A chance to be bolder.
A chance - period.
A Writing Experiment
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