So I guess it's time for an update.
Every time I sit down to write something interesting that happened to me or a story that I feel is worth reading my mind fills with a white fuzz and I surrender myself to staring at this little blank blog post box. It's not that my life isn't exciting or things that have happened worth mentioning, it's not for lack of unfinished projects or events to look forward to, perhaps it has more to do with the utter fullness of my life. Maybe my life is so full that I don't have any need to write about it, it's already being shared and twisted and pulled in so many ways with so many people, that I just don't feel up to sharing it with anyone else.
The opposite may also be true - that maybe I am avoiding something in my life. Refusing to access what is "really going on" beneath the surface, in my unconscious, for hopes of preserving this sense that I am completely full-filled.
Every time I sit down to write something interesting that happened to me or a story that I feel is worth reading my mind fills with a white fuzz and I surrender myself to staring at this little blank blog post box. It's not that my life isn't exciting or things that have happened worth mentioning, it's not for lack of unfinished projects or events to look forward to, perhaps it has more to do with the utter fullness of my life. Maybe my life is so full that I don't have any need to write about it, it's already being shared and twisted and pulled in so many ways with so many people, that I just don't feel up to sharing it with anyone else.
The opposite may also be true - that maybe I am avoiding something in my life. Refusing to access what is "really going on" beneath the surface, in my unconscious, for hopes of preserving this sense that I am completely full-filled.
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Just thought I'd say!!