Slowly, after more than 2 years of dealing with a writer’s block, the ideas started flowing again this summer. It started out in spurts and stumbled, but eventually the constant soundtrack in my head came back. I’ve been trying to write it all down and start producing, but the process is rusty still. Slowly, gently, I continue to make progress. I didn’t notice I missed it when it was gone though it was unusual, but the joy and comfort I now feel when I can hear the music in my mind feels really great. I’m grateful for that.