Difficult to Say
I find wonder in the details.
Details are crucial to our understanding of place.
Our understanding of place shapes our responses.
Our responses have the power to connect us to other people.
People have the gift to...
Here I am, trying to write some sort of poem to you. It is almost midnight in Edinburgh, which is my most creative time of day. I thrive in the nighttime, when the only distractions around are the darkness and the silence. I know this about myself, but I'm still struggling to wake myself up out of my creative slumber today.
It's been a week since I wrote to you. Why, you might ask? I've been wrapped up in school, work, and the everyday whirlwind here. This is the first week that I've experienced the normal exhaustion that accompanies the middle of the semester.
Guess what I realized today? This is the FIRST time that I've taken a week-long hiatus from blogging, and I've been trying to find my creative outlets elsewhere. I put myself on such a schedule for a while, and I was very proud of sticking to it.
Creating a habit is a strenuous process. It takes time and dedication. It takes willpower and desire. It takes consistency and drive. I want those back.
I've missed posting, I've missed interactions, and I've missed writing. This is my public declaration.
This is one of the most difficult posts that I've written, and it's not because the content is any different than my others. It's because I'm out of practice.
Take this as a lesson, dear readers. When you find your niche, treasure it. When you find something that makes you happy, keep it. When you find your strength, use it.
Blogging is my outlet, my growth, and my goal. I just have to keep pouring my heart through my fingers and into the words.
Lucky Strike of the Day: Breakfast at Leo's Beanery was delicious, and I had one of the richest mochas I've ever tasted. It was a great start to the day.