Despite the lack of productivity, it has been a wonderful and quiet day.
Going to bed shortly, and I probably should have written earlier, although knowing what to say can be difficult. I hope my creativity returns on a more consistent level, it definitely helps when it comes to encouraging inspiration and future ideas.
We’ll see what happens in the coming days. Until then, I’ll try and just take one day at a time. Its okay to have days where you don’t get as much done as you would like.
Take care, stay safe, be kind and have a great evening.
Either I’m getting old or I just really want to sleep early for once. Although, I might end up listening to a podcast episode or two. That and chilled out music can make any evening perfect.
I’ve been exploring book cover ideas for poetry book #3 and I truly believe I have a good idea of what it should look like, so that’s always an interesting development.
Found myself struggling to write much in the last few days, so writing on the blog can help me get out of that creative block, if that makes sense.
Not always, might I add. Having patience can be tough, I’ll get there eventually. It feels like time is passing by so quickly though, it’s scary.
Also, my birthday is in the next few months, like how?
I have no idea if I’ll be able to do anything, might just relax at home on the day. Hard to believe how close I am to the end of my twenties.
As much as getting older is a great thing and should be embraced more, it is slightly bittersweet because we know life doesn’t last forever. Which is why we should appreciate each day, regardless of the struggles we have faced or continue to face.
Being the midnight owl I am, there’s something about writing at night that is so relaxing and it puts my mind at ease. Inspiration strikes at strange times of the day.
Not been particularly inspired to write much this weekend, but I believe the best thing is to just be patient. I have a feeling I’ll be awake for quite some time because I fell asleep in the afternoon, typical me.
Saturday is almost over, unfortunately. It feels like it just started as well.
Tomorrow is laundry day, amongst other things, before the new week begins once more. Can you believe it’s Easter soon? I cannot.
It’s almost midnight here as I write this, how crazy. Got a few things to do before I eventually go to bed, yet I’m wide awake and alert.
A longer ramble than most, perhaps. There’s not many intriguing topics to discuss because of how predictable things have gotten in the last year.
We’ll see what the future has in store, right? Stay kind & aware.
Slightly nervous about tomorrow, although I am trying to remain hopeful despite all these emotions going on. Patience can be a complex thing.
I honestly feel so good today, though. Lovely food, incredibly productive with my household chores and cleaned the entire house (literally)
This might be a small thing to some, but for me, I appreciate all the accomplishments and achievements of the day, no matter how big or small they might be.
Going to bed shortly after posting this, should have studied more than I have, and I just hope that doesn’t impact my progress. For the most part, I’ve worked hard on a lot, which is not always possible due to many reasons and it depends on the day and how I feel.
Part of me wants to return to listening on 7cups (anonymous website/platform where you can reach out to someone etc) and it’s been on my mind quite often in the last few weeks. On the weekend, I’m definitely going to log in and check what’s new on there.
Anyway, enough of me rambling on. Have a wonderful evening!
It’s still strange to me that we’re halfway through March already, I feel like 2021 beginning was only a minute ago. Time is weird, or maybe it’s lack of social interaction.
Saturday is almost over, yet again. I wrote down a lot of potential titles of poems, words here and there. Not sure what I’ll make out of that, but I’m not in a rush.
Keeping the blog active has been great, it does help me often in terms of any potential creative blocks etc. Inspiration happens in the most unexpected ways, in my opinion.
Would love to experiment with book cover ideas soon, see if I can come up with some good concepts, layouts. Motivation comes and goes, some days are more productive than others. I struggle to be patient with myself sometimes.
Being keen on self-expression yet being so introverted, is a strange thing to combine and balance out. Hopefully, future me will have it figured out at some point in life.
There is so much to process, learn from and experience still. Who knows what life will look like in 5 years, or even 10 years.
Such a bittersweet, yet rewarding journey in the long run.
Creative blocks are no fun, and I’ve had a lot of them in recent years and months. There’s many ideas, concepts yet no clear vision as to what to create or take from any of mine currently.
I’ll try and spend a little time having a look around, taking the occasional moment to reassure myself that it will all come to mind when the timing is right.
Patience doesn’t always put my thoughts at rest, if anything, frustration multiplies with each attempt. It’s all a work in progress, I’m fully aware.
Daily devotionals are definitely one way that I feel better, after reading one of those each day, same with exercise, some meditation and sometimes, even a bit of singing to brighten the atmosphere.
Also, laughter. I’ve started listening to a lot of podcasts recently, comedy and relatable discussions in particular. Many good ones out there, I must admit.
I don’t think there’s anything else I’d like to add this evening, but perhaps tomorrow I might find a new subject to discuss, whether it’s daily thoughts, a poem I’d like to upload or anything else that I feel would be lovely to share.
Looked at old notes earlier, that I previously wrote and saved to my phone and it’s kind of bittersweet. It’s not very often that I do that, mainly because I end up missing certain people.
Nostalgia is tough sometimes, some memories leave a lasting impression on your mind. Whether that’s good or bad, I don’t know.
Better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all. That’s something I was told a while back, and it’s very true, at least for me.
Although, I do wish I had been slightly more mature than I was years ago, maybe it would have changed how things turned out. The “what if” still haunts me to this day.
Earlier tonight, I found myself wanting to reach out to someone in particular, who I haven’t spoken to in about three years, and a part of me has always wanted that person back in my life.
They were one of my closest friends, we had a complicated connection from the start, but I’ve always been curious about how things would be now, if we had remained close, especially since we’re both older and wiser.
Perhaps, in the near future, we’ll be able to reconnect.
Time definitely heals a lot, but not everything, as much as we would like for that to be reality. I feel like I’m starting to lose my train of thought now, so maybe I should leave it at this for the moment.
Need to get some sleep, but I’ll be back with another post tomorrow afternoon or late evening. Tomorrow is Friday, so glad.