Obviously, I'm not doing a good job with writing right now. At all. Sure, I admitted I would be taking somewhat of a hiatus, but only as an afterthought. I've also mentioned before how I've been overwhelmingly busy, and part of it was the month of High Holy Days, with no little amount of stress involved. However, what's the first thing which stopped in this situation, which usually is the first thing to stop in similar situations? Writing. I hate this, that this is what I do. Does ...
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Embrace the Wind
Some of you might have noticed in my earlier post from today I mentioned how the two months have seemed bizarrely busy in a stressful, sometimes painful way. I also realised it’s been a while; I haven’t written as I once did; I’ve been negligent. Thus, I thought I would pause and share some of what’s been making Life seem messy, maybe even a brilliant one. To briefly recap: the new year began; at the end of the month I went out of town (that was an adventure, especially when my car decided to ...
My Brilliant Mess
Let me tell you about my day... So I bought a filing cabinet to organise my amassing stacks of papers, trying to be an organised adult. I don't have room for a desk, so it's kind of replacing that piece of furniture I just gave to my sister. It seemed liked a good idea at the time, but I forgot one tiny detail: filing cabinets are usually deep. Very deep. How else would they hold so much junk? Thus, my initial designated location for my new piece became a bit, ...
Get to Know Me: Autumn Inspired
I don't know why I've taken the time to fill this out, but I did. Maybe it's that I'm feeling festive or because I'm bored at work (shh...don't tell my boss), but regardless, here it is. (I tried my best to hold back the snark, but there might be a few exceptions...) Frost -- if you could give some advice to your younger self, what would you say? Don't give up. Your pain will make you stronger. I promise: it's worth it. All of it. Maple -- Is there a hobby/skill that you’ve always wanted ...
Breathing Again
As the silence continues to wash over me, the rush of the High Holy Day season quieting, I find so much has happened in my life in just this first month of the new year. Usually, I'm one who doesn't just merely shy away from change. I flee. Kick. Scream. Beg. Plead. Fight. I try everything in my power to not allow change. Of course, I've already written about this. Why be so repetitive? Perhaps because I continue to amaze myself. Now, before you pass judgement on me for being ...
