Some days I just go through the motions: work, eat, sleep, with a couple of errands in between the mundane. But I have moments where I know that's not enough "life" for me, or for anyone. I try my hand at a few hobbies to give me purpose, and joy. I paint rocks as part of the Kindness Rocks movement to leave around town and that lets me be creative and also brings smiles to other people. That's a good thing. I take my walks around town in the local parks, sometimes taking photos and that feeds my creativity and walking is good exercise. Another good thing.
And yet I still feel something missing.
Sometimes I find myself getting into a writing mode where I can sit down and write here on the blog, or maybe just working on a creative writing story. Sometimes I try to challenge myself: write every day, walk every day, paint every day. Because doing things keeps me going.
I enjoy my job but get bogged down in the day to day crap that seems to go around; it's an effort to take myself out of all of that. But when I do that, I'm also perceived as being "The Bitch" ..... but I can't be a fake me with all the smiling and asking how someone is every day. Because I'm that person at work who if I say "How are you?" most of them proceed to tell me exactly how they are, and I really don't want to know because I have issues of my own to deal with. *sigh* sometimes you just can't win.
So I go through my days and time passes as I muddle through my hobbies and my household chores or my work day. Sometimes I convince myself that I have many things left in me that need to be said before I'm no longer here on Earth. Other times I figure no one really needs to hear my silly ramblings.
Time to take myself off to bed - another fun filled work day tomorrow, then I'm off for two days! WooHoo.
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