We’re halfway through my little project, and y’all, my brain is tired. June ended weird; I had a monumentally earth-shifting experience while someone in the family was actively passing away. It was so so odd being suspended in a beautiful bubble delirious on hope while everything else around me caught fire and fell apart. To say the month has been extreme is putting it mildly.
When I started this project, it was to push myself outside of my comfort zone and see if I could stick to it for the entire month after not writing consistently for over a decade. So far, so good! It’s astonishing how difficult it is to condense your thoughts and feelings into a pre-existing structure. I could benefit from a thesaurus but my entire practice is still forming itself; I have never taken my writing this seriously before and it is both exhilarating and frustrating as hell.
Halfway, exhausted
Trust the ebb and flow, my dear
It is almost time
loose threads 