musings
I am void of all creative thought lately. I’m not sure why. Maybe it’s because I haven’t been writing enough. I know it’s a discipline just like anything else that anyone wants to do well … but usally the impulse - the inspiration - just comes to me. I have been impulse free for a while now.
My life is complicated. Complicated by my own creation … but complicated nevertheless. I’m getting a divorce, I live in a new city, I’m meeting new people and still trying to maintain relationships with people from home. I’m dropping the ball in some regards … not responding to emails or phone calls … not making an effort in keeping those lines of communication open. I’m struggling to pay my bills and attempt life on my own. I haven’t been to church in months. I miss my family and friends more than I can express.
But despite all that, things are good. I really like my job. It challenges me and has a lot of potential to be more. My new roommates are great people who have made me feel very welcome. I’m starting to finally figure my way around this gigantic city (well the suburb parts of it, at least). I’m meeting some truely amazing people who are teaching me more about myself and life than I thought possible.
So, things are bad and good. A struggle and a joy. A burden and a relief. Bascially … I’m living life. And today that’s more than enough.




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