I’ve been thinking today that I haven’t had any inspiration to write for a while and it’s weird that some weeks I can write a lot but other times not at all.
I mean yeah there’s something I could have written about but it would have mainly been out of anger. I am still considering writing about it but I need to think about how best to frame it so it’s productive and helpful. I have a few ideas, but they need a bit more consideration first.
I have a half written blog that got interrupted with life and it’s something I want to finish but I can’t get back into the flow of it, so may start it again. As I don’t want the rest of it to feel forced so it may be better starting off fresh.
I don’t know where my inspiration comes from, it just kinda happens. Maybe I need to pay attention more to those moments.
I’ve felt a bit detached yesterday and today, so that’s maybe why I’ve had little inspiration to write.
I just feel really tired, I’ve eaten far too much, which is a bad habit. I either over eat or I don’t eat at all, I find it hard to get balance. I think I feel sluggish because I’ve eaten too much.
This post had no real direction, but it’s good to write to work stuff through.
I’m doing pretty well though, life is good, I’m continuing to work on myself and I’m reading a bit every day, which is all good.
I’m proud of how far I’ve come over the years and I’m far from prefect, whatever that is. But I’ll always be a work in progress and I’ll always strive to work through whatever life throws at me.