There Are No Words...

well, there are...they just bounce around inside my head.  During the day, during my long long car ride to and fro, the words are there.  I just can't get them in any sort of order these days.  I can't be still enough to get the words to behave.  Soon.  Soon I'll have my space, my peace and my time to coax all the words into something that makes sense.  I look forward to it, I dream of it...I long for it.  I think with joy about the nights I'll have being curled up in my perfect little nook...the nights that I know my words will obey and want to flow freely, instead of now...where they are there, being difficult.