I didn’t summarize my 2013 and I didn’t post about my vision
for 2014. I didn’t write for months. I didn’t think I had time to sit and
ponder existence anymore; or figure out ways to be better. I was just dealing
with the junkyard of my mind, trying to figure out what went where and how to
sort it all out. Since I last wrote in October 2013, (and just before that was April!) you can imagine what I did
– I went to concerts, I celebrated several peoples’ birthdays, I worked, I
played, I ran a few 5k races, I spent time with family, I lost a beloved pet, I
went to London for 10 days, I got overwhelmed by the holidays, I froze my ass
off in the polar vortex, I celebrated my 27th birthday, I enrolled
in an online calligraphy course, I contemplated grad school and technical
school, I drank a shitton of coffee, I lost weight, I gained it back, I lost it
again, I gained it again. I did all the normal things that I normally do, but I
didn’t write. And not writing, for me, becomes toxic to my being – it spoils my
brain and corrodes my sanity. I kept telling myself “Write.” “Just take a few
minutes and get your thoughts out.” And then the other part of me said “Go out
with your friends. Clean your house. Do anything but waste time and sit and
wonder.” And then an external voice of a friend said “Write.”
So. Now. I. Write.
(Dear readers, if there are any of you left, please hold me accountable...for my own sake).
Here’s to 2014 and getting back to the words on a page I so dearly need.)
