Hiatus.

A pause or gap in a sequence, series, or process.

That’s what I thought I needed.

To get my “creative juices,” flowing or so I would tell myself.

Truth is, I got comfortable with not having to express myself.

I needed a pause, in explaining who I was or what I meant.

I wanted to pause my process.

Although, so much inspiration and experience called for the continuation of my expressionism.

I took the pause,

I allowed the gap.

Thinking I needed the time, I only moved further into my void of silence.

I want to have these conversations that were never had.

The high from expressing one’s self is far too addictive for me to be completely done.

-Ess.