Hey guys. It’s been a while.
Ugh, I hate sounding all mopey, but I’m not feeling awesome.
This year has been tough (duh) and I feel like I’m struggling to do anything fulfilling. Even though writing is one of my main sources of fulfillment and nothing about 2020 inhibited my writing process.
Except for despair, I guess?
The world has just felt pretty awful and lonely and sucky. I haven’t felt motivation to do something in months. And that thought makes me feel even worse because I know that you shouldn’t have to feel motivated to get stuff done. Maybe I feel like 2020 was a test of my mental strength and resilience and…I failed.
I could have pushed past those feelings of suckiness and done something I was proud of, but I didn’t.
And now I’m entering the new year feeling like I didn’t accomplish anything last year.
I dunno, I’m going to work with this.
But on the brighter side, a certain someone ended their time with a certain country yesterday, and THAT is very hopeful news.
I’m trying to focus on that. Better days ahead.