I Bet You All Thought I Would Never Post Again

So i admit that I haven't been writing much lately, but it hasn't only been the blog that suffered. Homework, essays, poetry and NaNoWriMo are all trying to share the few raindrops in the midst of a drought. Actually, I was inspired to pick up the pen again by someone who has no idea that he did it. It is amazing how a notebook full of some terrible terrible writing amid a few gems could remind me that sometimes words are just words and that is okay too.

Lately there have been alot of creative things I desperately want to do but never seem to have the time or energy. I have a story to write! A thingy-ma-jig to knit! A drawing to finish! A roll of film to finish off! And yet I slept in until 1 and sit here now lazily reading facebook and talking to Tal on msn.

I am in a funk. Alright there, I owned up to it. Not everything is ok and I am not happy about all aspects of my life. It is a rut that has been covered over by random bits of such joy and happiness that I haven't really had reason to complain. It is like eating the worst meal you;ve ever had but along with the best wine in the whole world. Somehow the wine just makes it taste better.

I get the sense that now that I have put my feelings of stagnation in writing I will overcome them. It should get easier for me to be focused and motivated as i reorganize the less comfortable things in my life. I am starting with my rez room which is being cleaned until it is emmaculate.... as a metaphor for my lifting of the layer of dust you see.

Sam