Fizzing

My brain cells are fizzing again. Over the weekend I took time to do some writing in my journal and I realized I missed it. I enjoy the process of going over my thoughts and musing about my life and committing those thoughts to paper. I have been too tired to give the time to it over the past few months, well the past few years to be honest. A diary can be much more personal than I allow myself to be here. I can say what my problems with work are and articulate exactly how frustrated I am by myself and James’ failure to see eye to eye on the timetable of the next few years. Although, now that I mention it I may come back to that in this space some day.

I also did something I haven’t done since I was a teenager. I wrote fictional words down and started to craft a story. I even attempted a little poetry. Maybe it was the setting; on the white sand beach with a sparkling ocean in front of me with a jewel blue sky over head. It wasn’t a good poem and it probably won’t be a good story but it was nice to feel the creative juices flowing again. My brain cells are fizzing. I kind of like it!