It’s getting close to the end of the month, and I am running out of things to say, which makes some sort of sense, really. I’m still not sure I have 31 days of this topic in me, to be honest. And yet…day after day there is always something more to say. That’s another thing I love about writing, the element of surprise. I sit down with a pen or at a computer and something comes out. Sometimes it comes quickly in a rush of words, sometimes slowly and unwillingly, but always something comes. What comes is a great surprise.