The beach is a great platform for drafting ideas. You don’t need to wait for the tide to wash away evidence of crap—the wind will do it, the seagulls will do it, the miniature crabs will do it. And if they’re not fast enough? Just walk over the words you traced in the sand.
Unfortunately, some words you write stick in your mind, long after you’ve made them unreadable.
Like…
“Shoeprints/Sandal prints/Footprints galore/Up and down the sandy shore.“
Wow. Did you just throw up in your mouth a little while reading that?
That was my first free writing in months. I wish I were kidding.
This is all a longwinded way of saying hello, and I’m okay, and I dearly hope that you are, too.
This Glass Has Water 
I’m reading “Bird by Bird”, by Anne Lamont, and based on what she said about writing, a bravo! is in order. You wrote! Period. You got back in the saddle. You’ve cleaned out the cobwebs and you’re on your way!
Thank you, Dawn! Love Bird by Bird, but I think there are more cobwebs to clear out 🙂