It helped to write that last post. At least it helped enough so that I got a few things done around the house and felt a little more hopeful. But of course, you get things done and they start piling up again. I can’t seem to get past dishes and laundry. Writing the last post made me think about how I have very little time for creativity in my life. I need more time for creativity. I get frustrated, get to hating on myself, because I simply do not have enough energy. I need to really find or conserve some kind of energy for creative pursuits. I have to keep on trying to find time to write. I dropped the ball this week–been busy at work, working late. I have been finding a little time for things I enjoy. I’ve been reading more. I’ve been going out of my way to take some pictures of beautiful things. All good.
As I write this though, I realize I am basically trying to say the same thing as in my last post. I need to make time to write more. It seems I am spinning my wheels. Ugh. I am very much stuck in this vicious cycle. Somehow I have to try to break out…write about myself, yes, but write about other things too. Ultimately I want to do more creative writing.
I can’t spend much time on this writing now. Going up north to me my mother even though I would rather stay home.
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