I was surprised to find profundity buried deep inside my own writing.. hidden in word documents that will never experience the glory of publication :)
I haven't written in ages..and no, not (just) the blog.. written fiction that is.
I enjoy going back to my own words..spinning a life I've never lived but (successfully, I think) conceived. Its not highbrow but I think it repeats question I think up..and sometimes answers I later find :)

I'm impatient to write something happy.
I'm impatient for some permanent happiness
Impatient enough to rock back and forth on the computer chair
Still balanced enough to not throw pillows around the room

Consider me restless for some peace
Yes. I know that doesn't sound quite right
May you be blessed with the peace I am aching for :)