I can't think of St. Patrick's Day without thinking of this song:
Things are up and down. This week overall has been good. I've been riding the horse more (I want to get into some endurance riding and possibly some basic dressage) and cleaning houses and being somewhat normal. (Emphasis on somewhat. I'm not exactly a normal individual even on a good day. :p)
And when it comes down to it...I have no idea what I want to say on here. Like either there's stuff I should still keep close due to not wanting to sound bitter and angry, or there's stuff that's just silly and everyday. I guess that's what happens when I take a year-long break from blogging...I miss it sometimes, but when it comes down to writing there's a huge blockage that keeps me from being real or spontaneous or what have you.
Let me try that again. For the past several months to a year, every time I sit down to write--whether it be fiction, non, or just about what's been happening in my life--it feels like I have to physically drag every word from my brain and shove it onto paper. It's as if thoughts are reluctant to be uprooted and placed out where everyone could possibly see them. Dashing out froth feels like a waste of time, and chronicling my life seems frivolous at best. *shrugs* What's the point of putting it all out there? Hmmm?
*crickets chirp*
Ah well, forget I said anything. XD Perhaps I'll give this another disjointed shot tomorrow, or next week. In the meantime enjoy the song and whatnot.
Things are up and down. This week overall has been good. I've been riding the horse more (I want to get into some endurance riding and possibly some basic dressage) and cleaning houses and being somewhat normal. (Emphasis on somewhat. I'm not exactly a normal individual even on a good day. :p)
And when it comes down to it...I have no idea what I want to say on here. Like either there's stuff I should still keep close due to not wanting to sound bitter and angry, or there's stuff that's just silly and everyday. I guess that's what happens when I take a year-long break from blogging...I miss it sometimes, but when it comes down to writing there's a huge blockage that keeps me from being real or spontaneous or what have you.
Let me try that again. For the past several months to a year, every time I sit down to write--whether it be fiction, non, or just about what's been happening in my life--it feels like I have to physically drag every word from my brain and shove it onto paper. It's as if thoughts are reluctant to be uprooted and placed out where everyone could possibly see them. Dashing out froth feels like a waste of time, and chronicling my life seems frivolous at best. *shrugs* What's the point of putting it all out there? Hmmm?
*crickets chirp*
Ah well, forget I said anything. XD Perhaps I'll give this another disjointed shot tomorrow, or next week. In the meantime enjoy the song and whatnot.
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