A crucial part of my efforts to elude the proverbial black dog is my recent resolution to write every day without an end goal in mind. My notebook is quite a jumble: responses to writing prompts, lists (of course), further development of ideas once scribbled on scraps of paper and thrown into a file, and meandering attempts to process my feelings. These days, it feels so much more like play than work. Like I get to instead of have to. I love keeping this promise to myself. Re
