Funny how a particularly stressful, intense moment in life can make a person remember the millions of other things they’d rather be doing. Throw a little extra fire in the veins of that hot-headed temperament and sometimes good things can happen. An inspirational energy can vibrate from the pores, oozing creativity and resourcefulness previously untapped. Like a match though, my flame tends to burn out quickly, leaving only the lingering scent of possibility wafting in the air. For once I thought I’d add fuel to that spark of life…and DO SOMETHING. Maybe I wasn’t entirely ready to start writing, but dang it, at least I’m moving forward. Now if I can just keep tapping into and capitalizing from that fiery energy…