This is not my first rodeo.
I've been on that bronco many times. I set that buzzer, and out I go, barely hanging on, no idea of where I'm going to go. Dust rising from the bronco's hooves, my eyes on nothing, my entire body at one with my mount, my transport, my instrument, my portal to another world. A sun drenched world, where I needn't think at all, but simply let the images take form, to become visible to me. I merely splash them onto the page. The computer's keys become my horse's hooves, pushing me along for a few minutes.
I laugh often at my inner being's imaginativeness. How did she ever think of that?!! The truth is, I didn't. It came to me, unbidden. The trick is to not expect a thing, to go along for the ride, to hold on at every turn, and let the ride come to its natural conclusion, a mere five minutes later.
So yeah, I've done this before, lots of times, but it's been a while. Thanks for coming along for the ride today.
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