Memories of Russia

 Now I hope that you've realized that I haven't been writing about Russia quite as much. I have told you that when I feel happy, I miss nowhere, and when I'm sad, I miss everywhere. This is just the way things work for me. Lots of things have happened that have shook things up (the meaning of that previous poem being one of them.) But i hope that you can bear with me. Ever since covid I've become more absorbed in my stories. I daresay God used covid to push me to write more. It must be true. It was one of the few constants I had and suddenly I found myself pouring adventurous spirits into my characters when I could hardly do that myself. Thankfully my imagination is wild and it just had me pulling through (ok, God pulled me through. Thankyou God. He had inspired me to write, and confirmed it near the end of 2019, saying "keep writing" through an excited, pregnant woman whose name I dont remember.) I still feel sometimes like it has left a few mental scars on m...