Now, I realize there’s not much unique about this “epiphany.” It stands to reason that someone–i.e. me–who had grown used to cranking out service content on cue, forced to quit cold-turkey, will feel not only relief from the day-by-day, hour-by-hour flow of words but also pangs of withdrawal at the loss of a dedicated audience. And these simultaneous reactions complement each other, coming together to inspire new creation, and the discovery of a new audience.

Of course, that new audience, at least when it comes to my online ramblings, is limited to the very few people who either look at this, or my other blog, or those who happen to stumble upon them. But rest assured, within my own mind, I am writing for millions who will never see, and if they did, never like, my writing. But whatever. Hidden from view means liberated from judgment. And that the words come this easily–much more easily than the ones I’m supposedly being paid to write at this very moment–is likely a testament to their unpreparedness for the public eye.