My wild thoughts corral.

I can take the day off. Nothing pressing. That’s a good feeling. Allows me to let things happen. Naturally. Invariably, I sit down. And write. A thought. Then another thought. And another. Nice thoughts. Interesting. That I choose to write. A way to capture my thoughts. Otherwise, a thought may become elusive.  And get away. Because there are so many, many wild thoughts. Therefore, I corral my thoughts. Like horses.  Gives me something to do.  Something wonderful. –Jim Broede