…in regular programming to share some scattered thoughts and life updates.
“She told me that when she was a child growing up on a farm in rural Virginia, she would be out working in the fields when she would sometimes hear a poem coming toward her – hear it rushing across the landscape at her, like a galloping horse. Whenever this happened, she knew exactly what she had to do next: She would “run like hell” toward the house, trying to stay ahead of the poem, hoping to get a piece of paper and a pencil fast enough to catch it.”
I had the idea for this project in a similar manner. I was enjoying a Monday afternoon nap (aka working from home) and dozing off to my favourite Liam Hemsworth daydream, when the idea passed through my head and I grabbed onto it just as I was jolted awake to a Liam-less reality (boourns).
It was an idea I could not let go of. I knew it had found me when I needed it and that I was ready to run with it.
There are days I’m more inspired to write than others; days where I’m inspired to be kinder. Other days where I’m not sure what the fucking point is.
I had a few rough weeks where I got burned because of my immense expectations of myself and others. One of my friends casually remarked last week that I was, “more tightly wired than most” and it really struck me. I don’t want to be that person.
Instead, I’ve made some big changes to “rewire” myself. I’m letting go of my expectations and simply heading in the general direction of what makes me happy. I’m done making lists, project plans, obsessing about next steps, lamenting over past failures and generally trying to map out every detail of my life.
These past few days I’ve gotten so many little nudges from the universe letting me know I’m on the right track. It’s all like, “yeah girl, you got this!” I wanted to share one with you because I was just so fucking excited!
I recently submitted my first article to Thought Catalog and it got published! Click here to check it out.
I could insert the typical, “Nah, it’s no big deal. It’s just something stupid and girly I wrote. It’s pretty lame” part here but I won’t do that. I refuse to downplay my excitement.
P.S. I write under a pseudonym, just in case you were planning on lurking me!
P.P.S. Feel free to share it with ALL your friends and family on Facebook. Cough cough. Nudge nudge.