I have a million things I'd like to write about, all of which require some mental energy, which is too bad, because I don't have any. Tomorrow, I will be posting the entries from my group writing project (did you all get your entries in?), obviating (wow, that is just about my favorite word in the whole world) the need for me to do any thinking. However, tonight I am wondering how to keep that promise to myself to write each day...
I think I will call this musing about not wanting to write good enough, and send you all over to give a virtual hug to The Junky's Wife whose husband is relapsing. Relapsing will get you down, even vicariously. I'm going to make popcorn and watch Bug, which I rented on recommendation.
Hope you find your mental energy soon!
I wrestle with the feeling of being unproductive whenever there is not tangible evidence. But I am coming to believe that there is value in every thought regardless of whether or not I there is a post, a job application, a response, an accolade or anything that used to fuel the fire. One never knows when that seemingly silly thought will come in handy. And it's thbere because I thought it and not because I wrote it down.
BTW, I have been suffering a similar malady while considering where my happy place might be. Would you believe that despite my being all evolved and everything , I have to still get my head around the cultural dogma that stipulates real men don't have happy places. Just when I thought I had flushed them all out, some funky inner belief decides to surface!