I've realized that I simply don't have the energy to write about my life. I don't enjoy it. Emotions are fine, poetic musing about my situation is fine. Writing about where I am and what I'm doing- not so fine. I'm just not cut out to be an autobiographer and that's the long and short of it.
I think I'll stick to poetry from here on out. Poetry and prose.
But that means limiting myself.
Never mind then, I won't limit myself. But I won't force myself either. There will be no more posts that I do not wish to write. I will post only what I feel is necessary to post about, only what comes naturally the moment I sit down.
Forget trying to let people know where I am and what I'm doing. If my mind doesn't pull it out of thin air, I'm not going to write it. I won't write to keep other's happy. I'm doing this for me and no one else.
So there.
The work of a girl-woman whose sole talents are writing and being lazy.
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