Reflections
This is a hard post to write. I have such a flood of emotions looking back, reflecting on what I have learned,
how I have changed, what we've escaped, what I have loved and learned to despise.
Looking with optimism, at what to expect, and what to do next..
You can not recap three year’s experience of global lockdown without ending it with, 'what's next?'
To be honest, I don’t know.
In the process, my mom died a year ago.
Sure, I thought I would come to spend 3 years reflecting on my observations and
be able to answer all the questions for myself about my life,
about who I am and what I want.
I can certainly see now some of these things, yet other questions have grown even more apparent.
I loved things I never thought I could love like gardening.
I learned things about myself I never knew.
Two years ago, I retired
I was an artist, self-employed.
For example, I am an introvert which really explains why I hate talking with strangers,
why people who are upset or angry give me anxiety attacks,
why I feel so exhausted both during and after social events,
and more importantly, why I work so much better alone. ~psp
I haven't wanted to create another thing, to bring into this dystopic reality looking for some ghost.
Mostly I've just ended up more exhausted, angry and depressed. C'est la vie!
Some of my art
https://pigshitpoet.livejournal.com/5136916.html
https://pigshitpoet.livejournal.com/2357660.html
https://pigshitpoet.livejournal.com/2086665.html
dr. π (pi)
.
how I have changed, what we've escaped, what I have loved and learned to despise.
Looking with optimism, at what to expect, and what to do next..
You can not recap three year’s experience of global lockdown without ending it with, 'what's next?'
To be honest, I don’t know.
In the process, my mom died a year ago.
Sure, I thought I would come to spend 3 years reflecting on my observations and
be able to answer all the questions for myself about my life,
about who I am and what I want.
I can certainly see now some of these things, yet other questions have grown even more apparent.
I loved things I never thought I could love like gardening.
I learned things about myself I never knew.
Two years ago, I retired
I was an artist, self-employed.
For example, I am an introvert which really explains why I hate talking with strangers,
why people who are upset or angry give me anxiety attacks,
why I feel so exhausted both during and after social events,
and more importantly, why I work so much better alone. ~psp
I haven't wanted to create another thing, to bring into this dystopic reality looking for some ghost.
Mostly I've just ended up more exhausted, angry and depressed. C'est la vie!
Some of my art
https://pigshitpoet.livejournal.com/5136916.html
https://pigshitpoet.livejournal.com/2357660.html
https://pigshitpoet.livejournal.com/2086665.html
dr. π (pi)
.