One of them: Writing. I haven’t been writing much lately. I don’t think this is a good thing . . . there’s something soul-opening about writing. Even if it’s a few snippets on a blog for some friends (and a few strangers) to read.
So I’m going to just start writing a bit, even though I don’t have a “topic” in mind. Maybe I’ll write a bit about what’s been going on for me lately? Maybe. So I went to Utah a week or two ago. It was a spur of the moment, no notice, throw the kid and the bags in the car and drive kind of trip. I had an absolutely lovely week, full of hiking and driving and talking. And . . . I’m engaged. I have a fiancé. I don’t want to write too much about it here, just a few words maybe. It feels new and strange, even though we know each other so, so well. I wish I were in a place where I could just enjoy it, enjoy the newness and strangeness and spend time talking and hiking and driving, but he’s still in Utah, and for the past few . . . I-don’t-know-how-longs . . . I’ve been spending most of my mental energy at work.
This is a problem for me.
I haven’t figured out what to do about it yet, but I’m having some difficulty with boundaries between work life and creative life and energy and I keep getting these headaches. I’m tense all the time, and I have a lot of frustration that’s being displaced. I’m finding that even relatively minor issues can cause me to fall apart right now. I need to figure out what to do about it. I want to be creative in my life. Not just “creative” in an abstract sense, but “creative” in the sense that I want to create things. Beauty where there was ugliness, music where there was silence, laughter where there was none. Soon. It needs to happen soon.
Enough about that. Let’s talk about babies. My siblings have adorable children.
So, while I was in Utah, we were driving around, stopping for gas, and there was an old man with a little red wagon and a sign, advertising a gourmet donut shop. We stopped and got donuts, partly because we love donuts, but mostly because of the little old man.
I think that’s about all I want to write today. I’m going to go enjoy the sunshine for a while. Peace out.
P.S. . .