Right now I am sitting at Starbucks writing this journal entry. Coffee in hand and an everything bagel with butter and strawberry jam. I wish I had a pair of headphones with me because although the music is great, it is distracting my poor mind and interfering with clear thoughts coming to the surface.
I am deciding to write in the present because there is really no other state anyway. Right now I am thinking that I really miss writing fiction. I have written two short stories which sit on this computer unedited and the world has not had a chance to read them. I am also aware that although I don’t get to write more fiction a time is coming when I will have time to do just that. I just have to trust the process. I can’t be hopping from one project to the next because that is the best way to accomplish very little. So I am going to stick with writing and finishing the Quintessential Quotables and focus on developing my photography business.
The plan is the same. Do everything in my power to create enough of an income so I can leave teaching so that I have more time in the day to get at the things I need to get at. Teaching is fantastic. I have no complaints, but if I took the two hours it takes me to drive, the six hours that has me cornered in a portable, I could definitely make some ruckus.
My thoughts may seem a bit disjointed at the moment, but I’ve decided to write in the moment.
I don’t think we do enough in the moment. We are not conscious of who we are and where we are as we go about our day doing the things that we are responsible. I feel super aware sometimes. It’s weird. It’s like an out of body experience. I can see myself doing things, and my mind is in tune with the whole universe. I am very glad I don’t do any drugs or drink heavily because that might prove to be a bit weird.
I’m so grateful for my life, for all the people in it, and most of you dear reader, without who these entries might have been retired. Thank you for reading. Thank you for caring.
I will speak to you tomorrow.
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