With the (deserved) hubbub about Tumblr banning adult material, I went through to see if anything of mine got tagged. What I did find was that I used to write a lot more. And it kind of made me sad. What happened?
I was writing a lot more prior to the divorce. I guess now that I have stepped out of that stage of my life I have other things going on so I don't feel the need to express myself?
No, that doesn’t make sense.
I spent the past two night sleeping as soon as I got home. Had I not pulled myself out of bed tonight to actually do something, I would have done the same three nights in a row.
I’m not quite happy with that.
This was originally meant to be me writing about me writing, and now I feel like I’m wasting my time, and yours.
But I’m putting up a blog post. That's something I haven't done in a few weeks now. So maybe this can help me get started again.
If I only knew what I was working towards.