Who you were and who you will be

I am writing because I am afraid that if I don't I will forget how. I have slept too long and my muscles have shriveled I am a fish out of water. I have forgotten what it is like to see something finished, and now I'm not sure if I even can. I used to run a lot, I always knew I could make it to where I wanted to go, for some reason I stopped and now I can't run a mile. Every word sounds wrong in my head, every painting seems like it is missing something, I believe I am feeling shrunk. So I have started at the start with stretches and growing pains, I am relearning how to walk. I've heard the road to success is paved with pavement, so here I lay down my transgressions and and my watered down poetry, my missed wishes and almost somethings, I will lace up my shoes, walk forward and I will run again. 

Here is to being who you were and becoming who you want to be. 

-J