Ugh. So I through my back out yesterday. I slipped twice and almost fell. Luckily I caught myself, but my upper back paid the price for it. I am feeling a bit better today already, but this is going to slow down my overall recovery. # Poetry? I started thinking about writing poetry again. Well, I didn't really think about it, it was more of a daydream. I've always wanted to be a poet, but something in me holds me back. I feel freer to write my spiritual/mystical poetry than I do more general poetic work. I need to dig deeper into those feelings. Maybe this is part of my exploration of what storytelling should or could look like beyond the novel, and that is what scares me so much... That is something I need to think about a bit more.