Writing, creative or not

I chatted with my son this afternoon on facebook. The little window popped up and scared me. (Lately, everything scares me. My other son likes to slink around in the morning and scare me. My husband will suddenly appear and scare me. Is my hearing going?) Anyway, I had a nice chat with #1 son. We ended it since he was at work and I then went to hotmail to write him a more detailed message. I struggled with that email. Thinking lately for me is like reaching into a bowl of oatmeal to find one of the three raisins residing there. Where are all those words that I have learned through all the years? I know they are in there. I guess I need to go back down the neural paths more often to make them all ditches, easier to get to. How to do that? Read, study. I put things in all the time. Sometimes I can recall them and sometimes I can't quite form in words what I'm thinking. I have decided that part of the problem is that I have not practiced writing for a long time. Therefore, I am now practicing. I will say that from now on I will practice writing regularly. This is February 4, 2009. I wonder if suddenly it will be October of 2010 before I write again. Could happen unless I make it a priority, just like the other 20 priorities that I have. I'll make this brief so I don't get burned out and dread writing again. That is all...