It's colder than cold. The only reason I'm not really whining as much as I'd like is the sun is high. It's actually a beautiful day. It's just COLD. And it's not getting any warmer any time soon.
So, I'd said I'd write more. While, granted I have written more than last year, I still haven't written much. I've been journaling a little more, but I'm not writing as much as I think I want to. I say "think I want to" because I'd be writing more if I really wanted to, wouldn't I? Would I just whine that I want to write and not write if I really wanted to write. Or wouldn't I just write?
Here's my example. I took a great trip in December. I took some notes. Had a blast. Intended to write a big year end letter. I haven't written a sentence. I haven't even thought about it. I'm just really not on the ball any more.
Why is that? Is it because I'm older than dirt now? Is it because I just don't care any more? Is it because I've been beaten down by life? While all those are true on different days, I think the real answer is that I'm lazy.
Yep. I am one lazy girl. I just can't seem to get moving for any reason. I like to lie about an do as little as possible. Unfortunately, I haven't found anyone to pay me for that skill just yet. Hmmm.
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