In thinking about it, it’s been a while since I wrote my last journal entry.
Nearly a month’s passed. February went in the blink of an eye. Cliche, I know, but accurate. I shut my eyes halfway, half the month passed, and by the time I looked up, it was over. My memory’s shot. I don’t remember much from the month, other than the fact that I started it off at my best friend’s house, we went to a club, and I slept over for practically a week. It ended with her as well, the two of us eating Thai spring rolls and talking about our relationships (ha, ha).
The start of March involved dodging snow storms, hurtling myself into the sky, into luck and sunshine, to the sound of cicadas in the backyard. I vowed not to check my email, so I didn’t. I vowed not to touch any assignments, which I didn’t. I vowed not to work, which I didn’t. Which meant that I missed a couple o’ things… and wrote a 10 page paper the evening it was due… and was clueless for two days. It’s okay, though, having a break entirely free of responsibilities was #worth.
I feel bad that I’ve been throwing out so many brief little one-liners the past two months.
I was looking for some old posts earlier today and realized what a deluge of one-two-three sentence art posts I’ve been throwing up lately. Like, these tight-lipped, brief posts, which are so…sparse compared to before. I did initially start a blog to write….but it’s sort of evolved as an online outlet for whatever creative tornado hijacks over.
Has it been writer’s…block? Laziness? The need for a…break? Maybe a combination of all three.
But, of course, I can change that, I can uncurl myself from whatever corner I’m huddled in, all afraid to write. I’ll stick to making sure there’s something new every Thursday and Sunday. I’ll push myself to use WP’s Daily Post prompts as fodder for ideas, and combine that with my art posts, or use the space for journal entries, as I am now. Something like that.
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