Mar 08, 2010 17:27
I've been inhaling for several months now and it's quite nice. No writing songs, stories, poems, no obsessions about cute boys in real life or fiction, being aware of people around me for the whole day, not waiting till night so I can dream.
I've read lots of books (or more than usual.) Nation by Terry Pratchett is my favorite so far. The Olympics were great fun and I miss them. London in two years! I'm enjoying my choir/music appreciation course I'm teaching and that takes up much of my time. My family I live with and those a couple miles away are in my thoughts and actions. My cutie and I have actually gone on dates every few weeks, which is just fun and I hope it continues. I'm planning my summer camp "Chopin to Steampunk" which is gunna be awesome. Life is just HERE. Instead of in my head.
I chatted with a friend over the weekend and we suddenly came up with a storyline, and she said "You should make that into a play." And then yesterday I ran into an actress who performed in one of my plays and she asked if I was writing anything right now.
In the evening, there was a tipping point as my mind played with the possibilities, churning slowly, but knowing I could pick up speed. So I read a book. I read until midnight and I dreamed of that book, I woke up still thinking about it.
I bought new sneakers as a push to myself to start walking again, since my old ones hurt my feet by the end of last year (and a perfect excuse to stop doing anything.) I know when I walk, get my Vit D, and feel healthy, I start to create. And then it will be a long exhale.
life,
musings