I've been writing a couple hours a night about anything and everything, and man. It feels like dancing with God. I can't believe I ever stopped. I have to literally force my computer shut so that I can go to bed each night (ya girl's got morning workouts these days!)
Writing after a long absence feels like reuniting with a best friend. They come out of airport arrivals and the sun is in their hair and they smile that way that feels like the first warm day of spring, and you run up and hug them and everything, in that moment, feels like fate. I sometimes pause writing to laugh because I'm too full of joy to contain it all.
So how or why did I ever stop?
I think my writing is tied directly to my wellbeing. If I'm good, I'm writing all the time. If I'm not, I'm not.
But, I don't know when I'm not good. It seeps in slowly like a fog, and I don't see it coming, and then I'm in it. And once I'm in it, I'm blind.
Which sucks. Lol.
But what if I could give myself a warning system? Like, if I go a month without writing... that canary is not doing well. But, I wouldn't notice that I went a month without writing.
I could put a calendar notification that repeats every month? Being like, 'Hey girlie, you write this month?'
Just a thought.