1/Ones: Stasis State

Trapped in a moment. A thought. Pleasant?

Gravity Pulls you down as your fingers gently touches your electricity fueled keyboard.

Letter by letter, word by word. you formed a sentence.

The artist block has lifted and now you're soaring through paragraphs.

Hours, days, years go by.

You ask yourself am I good enough?

The stasis state of the stateless writer.