Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Impending mid-life crisis.

I suppose you’ve noticed I don’t blog anymore. What’s the point? I am in a cycle of endless repetition that doesn’t make for interesting reading. My head feels almost thick with the 5 or 6 things that fill it; they’ve expanded to take up more than their fair share of space until there’s no room for anything new or creative. I have a vague memory of a time when everything about me was thinner and lighter; neither my head nor my body felt like these immutable objects, rooted in permanence.

None of that is to say I am unhappy; quite the opposite, overall. I’m happy in my marriage and watching Eeyore learn and grow is indescribably wonderful. But beyond those two things, which granted are extremely important and make up the core of my existence (as I want them to), I’ve got NOTHING going on. Evenings are spent making dinner, watching an hour of TV, then reading for half an hour or so while R. studies for his architecture exams. This is certainly time I could be writing the Great American Novel or even a blog entry, but after a mind-numbing day at the office and scrambling to bathe and feed Eeyore and get him to bed, I can’t think of one thing to say that anyone would want to read. And so I elect to listen to or read somebody else’s words.

I’m hoping that this trip to Europe will somehow remind me of who I am; stimulate a need to find a creative outlet for myself once more. Something has to give sometime.


Woolly said...

I rant and rave on my blog all the time and never really have anything of importance to say. I find that typing out my thoughts helps me relax.

Cindy said...

Yes, silly. I did notice. But I think it's ok to take a break from writing and maybe just read blogs for a while (or to take a break from blogs entirely). So long as you post pictures from your trip!

Take care of yourself and only write when it's fun or feels right.

eccentricego said...

Totally understandable. I too find that there really isn't much to blog about when one day blurs into the next. Yet, there is still that comfort to know at any moment inspiration or a challenging day might hit and I have my trusty blog in which to confide.