changes

Much that once was, no longer is. My mind cannot wrap itself around all that I have lost, or perhaps willfully set aside.  Most people grow. I seem to have devolved. 

Maybe that is just as well. Perhaps it’s easier to fix the flaws on a lower model. 

 

Maybe it’s sour grapes.

 

I just miss the edgy, vivid ALIVE feeling that used to accompany writing.

if you are already overloaded

you should definitely do this:

I’ve done it every year since 2004, and have never completed the 50 000 word target. And so I stopped telling people I was doing it, but I figure, what the heck, one can at least talk, no?

Try. If you blog, you probably can, esp. if you have secretly always dreamed of writing (and haven’t done it yet).