How Else Could It Be

July is now almost over. I know, I don’t have to tell you that. You already know.

Once again, it seems that time is moving on while I stand still. And yet, I’ve been running around the city like crazy, seeing apartments and going to work and, thankfully, spending some time with friends.

And as usual, what I haven’t been doing is writing. It’s been at least two weeks since I got much writing of any sort done. Mostly, it’s my fault, as I allow myself to be distracted by other things in life, instead of setting time aside to get writing done. Mostly, people understand and say things like “I would probably do the same thing if I was trying to find a place to live.” Of course, that doesn’t help me be more productive, or make me feel better about neglecting my life’s purpose.

Do you ever question the one thing you usually are sure you were meant to do, and then wonder why you exist at all if it is not, in fact, your purpose?

Sometimes I spend an entire day feeling as if everyone is judging me, and always unfairly…

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2 thoughts on “How Else Could It Be

  1. You are in the thick of life and its challenges…under the circumstances, I encourage you to cut yourself a break….I’m one to talk—I’ve written so little in the past several months,, that I question my life purpose too…..thought I was meant to be a poet…and yet…lately feel like an empty vessel. I pray this is only another aspect of the process.

    And remember that any and all writing is Writing, including your blog posts. Keep em coming…

    xxoxoxoxoxo Mom

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