Even if it sounds crazy...

I miss creativity. Honestly. How can one miss something that is a part of your everyday? You choose what to wear, what to cook, how to place the Christmas decorations, how to get from A to B. It's lacking an expression I need. I require a creative outlet. Survival. I want to sit at a piano. Will my fingers to move as smoothly as they once did. I want to walk downstairs. Stand in front of the mirror. Point my toes and feel the music rush over me. For gods sake! All I want to do is open my mouth and sing. Sing. Nothing is holding me back. Sing. I don't care who hears. Sing. Release. Open. Music. Creativity. I won't let you go.