What I Hope This Year Holds (I wrote this last year)

I stopped writing last year.

It was unexpected and is devastating.  I don’t feel it is writer’s block, but I don’t know what it is. I want to write, but I don’t necessarily want to dig deep. I didn’t want to feel any more than I had to. I don’t know how I’ll handle it, but not writing is being just as brutal.
I don’t really believe in resolutions per say, but I must do a better job at keeping a journal this year. I must.

Going to write a letter now.

Dearfutureme is calling.


Yes and No

Yes, it is 3 am
No I haven’t been to sleep as yet
Yes I attempted an MS work out.
(seated 12 minutes)
No I could not do all the movements
Yes that realization was both startling and disconcerting
No, my body isn’t feeling much better
Yes, my friend is getting married tomorrow!!
No, I wont be able to make it 😦
Yes I got to talk with her today
No I haven’t been writing as much as I need
Yes I believe this is true.