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Time for a Refill

This morning I woke up to discover I had run out of pre-written posts for the blog, having burned through all the ones I had saved while dealing with the new reality. I haven't been quilting or sewing, either. I have been writing a lot in what I'm now calling my plague journal, but that's my emergency emotional valve. Basically all of my creativity and the outlets I use for it are in lock down, and because I'm diverting my energy into things that don't inspire me, the well is emptying fast and on the verge turning into an abyss.

Result: I'm miserable.

Today I'm going to start refilling the well. I started by getting up earlier and going for a walk with the dogs. Being outside in the sunlight gave me a chance to look at the sky, which is pretty today, and be surrounded by the loveliness of spring. Everything is green here, and I'm lucky to live in such a beautiful spot.

I'm also going back to what always floods the well: writing. I have a work project to finish, and also an idea for a new story, and I'm going to work on both. The idea is just a spark right now, but with tending and nurturing I have the feeling it will turn into wildfire.

Be valiant is my old motto. It's also my new motto. Time to get to work.

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nightsmusic said…
No sun here and it's 40 degrees. It won't get much warmer than that today. I have no sidewalks to take the dog anywhere and the doggie day care he usually goes to once a week for a few hours is of course, closed to their regular routine though they're still taking borders. Hubs is working from home and driving me insane. Right now, he's using my gas stove to heat pistons so he can press the pins in...I used to have a hood in my living room...oh yes, I'm miserable right now too. Hang in there. Sounds like you're brain is functioning again. Mine however, is not. Yet.
March 25, 2020 at 8:08 AM
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