You know that feeling when you remember you need to do something so much that it becomes palpable, but simply because it’s a reality now it doesn’t ever actually become tangible. Lately I’ve been remembering to write these posts but then forgetting them. Or I’ve been remembering to do them, but then disregarding the application of them. It’s a little bothersome.
I don’t know. I want you all who read to feel like I’m engaging with you. You give me a few precious moments of your life whenever you read these and I don’t want to become inconsistent to the point of annoyance. In the long run I think it’s all a wash. If it gets done or doesn’t, nothing will change the fact that it is and/or will be. In the end I get out of it what I put into it.
I wonder if it’s a matter of consistency. My schedule lately has been a little all over the. Yeah I work the same hours, but I’ve been dedicating a lot of my free time to writing this script. It’s turning out great and I’m very pleased with how it’s developing, but sometimes it’s like a double edged sword. There’s one creative project that requires a lot of time, and then there’s one that requires less time but more consistency, and juggling all this while working from home and being a full-time parent can become a little jumbled.
However, I suppose the un-jumbling, or the act of jumbling, has a certain sense of familiarity to it. It is entropy in application: chaos moving toward order moving back toward chaos in a graceful dance around the room. When will I get to be the lead?
Love you mom, dad, sis, Marie, Amelia