My last post was a labour of love toward one of my then-present mind spirals and, while I'm super proud of it, I'm left struggling with how I want to approach a new one. Life has been monotonous for a while. I've been gone on a fleeting mission to find writing inspiration. As a fervent lover of media in most of its malleable forms, I've been watching, listening, and reading a lot. This year I've watched 50 movies so far (peep my letterboxd), been consumed by new tv releases (ily Pittlings), and started renting library books again. In case anyone was wondering, I'm 7/23 on my David Cronenberg discography marathon. I love stories, what else is new? Still, regardless of how much I love adding to that list, I've started to feel stagnant. Being unemployed again is a whiplash sensation; downtime becomes all the time if I don't keep myself grounded. As I'm sure many of you can empathize, I miss when the only bullet points on my to-do list were having fun and eating rocket popsicles.…
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