I have all this stuff I want to talk about. Moving. Houses. Writing. Evolution of sexuality.
But I don’t seem to have any energy to write about any of it. Even when I have uninterrupted time to sit down with the keyboard (or paper) I just… can’t do it. But I’m thinking about a lot of things. I’m thinking all the time. I just… can’t write.
I often find it easier to have two way conversations about whatever is on my mind. There’s something about social interaction that helps me to frame my thoughts more easily and naturally, probably the fact that I can hash it iteratively with feedback instead of with myself all at once.
Maybe you’d like to talk instead of write?
Another stroller walk, perhaps?
I had some questions I wanted to ask yesterday, but it seemed like there were too many people.
Another stroller walk would be lovely. I understand feeling constrained by groups. It’s always tricky.
I’m having the same thing. I’ve got stuff I want to record, so I can read it later. I’ve got stuff I need to “say out loud” (=writing) to help me think about it. And I’ve got stuff I really need to work through to some sort of resolution (because other stuff is based on it). But I’m having trouble alternately coming up with time and making myself sit down to write about it.
I know that feeling. Usually because: a. my brain isn’t done chewing on the subject yet (currently, that thought is leading to strange, half-baked metaphors about cud…I need caffeine) b. Depending on the type of writing, I’m exhausting all of my analytical and/or creative brain elsewhere c. just plain exhausted.
Brains–they are strange.