If you have a hobby, raise your hand.
I raised mine, as many around me did that day. I was eager to show my hand, to claim the thing I love, the one that takes my time.
But seconds later, as my hand returned to my lap, guilt settled nearby.
Can a hobby be so profound? So deep-seated as writing?
How silly of me to mislabel it. A hobby.
It won't happen again.
If you'd allow me a little more time, I'd love you to check out my flash fiction piece at Joyful Online. So Much More Than Hair appears through September, and is company to several touching stories. Read down the list if you're inclined, I know you'll enjoy them. Thanks!
And laboring or not, have a great Labor Day.