I need a hobby.
Do you ever think too much? Think yourself into circles, questioning everything and everyone in your life until you are left sobbing in a ball in your bed wondering about the meaning of it all? No? Me neither...
Okay, so, yeah, I confess I have been a sobbing ball more nights than I want to admit. I'm hoping it's just because I don't do well with stress, and my life is just level 10 stress right currently. But, maybe I can start to make that better.
I was at a show for one of my many talented friends, talking to a couple of his beautiful and also talented friends, and one of them said something that triggered a switch in my head. She was telling me how she loves to draw, but she can't just have someone point at something and say "draw that," because she has to be inspired. That is exactly how I feel about writing. I have to be inspired. Unfortunately, bad times often are what get those creative juices flowing. So, with the state of my life right now, it should be Niagara falls up in here.
I'm going to try (again) to start blogging on a regular basis. We shall see if it sticks. Heaven knows I can use the distraction, I just don't know if I can be that disappointed anymore.
Wish me luck.