clouded skies a sluggish brain prose that will not flow force the words out wrest them from your gut squash them into scenes or procrastinate and let the mind roam free on a breezy afternoon sail a boat into the sunset feel the wind brush your skin smell the limu lipoa loaded with dictyopterenes taste the brine that settles on your lips watch the waves roll under hear snippets of adventures from people nearby let kahunas push up high in the channels camp on an island with a zebra and lemur sup from the keys up to maine be rudderless and steer on sails forge new memories find new scenes new words remember think let your writing soar