When you haven’t written for a while, I think you get a complex about “what should I write about first” when you actually get around to writing. Is this good enough to be the first post after months of silence? Why would I write about this after all this time? Why would anyone want to read this when I’ve been gone so long?
Well, who cares what I write about first. There may not be anyone out there who notices anyway, amiright?
I’ve missed writing but I feel like I have no time anymore. After upping my work hours to full-time and taking on new responsibilities, I feel like I haven’t had a chance to breathe, much less write.
I’m trying to spend more time on the kids and stuff like that too. You know, be present and all that. Every time I blink, they grow and change and it all goes too fast.
The last few months whiz by and life goes fast and nothing waits for me to catch up.
Slow down dammit. It’s hard to keep up.
My anxiety has been worse and so I changed my medication recently. I hope it will help as I think that part of the frantic pace I’ve felt is exacerbated by it. A vicious cycle of time flying and worrying about how time flies.
Time. You wait for no one.