This is in answer to Gloria’s challenge to do three minutes of free style writing. I’m sorry it’s so unimaginative but rainy, gloomy weather does little to spark the imagination. Forgive the boredom but after I wasted three minutes of my time writing, I am posting it. Forgive me, Please.
Done in a memoir format this is 3/4 of the way complete. The intended purpose is to illustrate for others who suffer from OCD/information overload that, indeed, it is consignable to the amount offered for it by one’s own best intention.
Writing feels like: Waking up in the morning, finding God sitting next to you, smiling at Him warmly and talking to Him as though it is a routine thing to do in your waking up hours.