Writer’s block can feel like a flood of everything and nothing at the same time.
It’s either a damn or a rushing river, but either way you’re unable to take anything from it. Right now I have all the ideas in the world to write about, but I’m in agonizing physical pain and can’t sit here long enough to really delve into them. But then there are other times that I stare at the screen and nothing comes to mind. It could be after an eventful day, it could be after a day where I did almost nothing.
Either result feels the same – shitty writing.
There’s nothing amazing happening here. I’m honestly just lost in thought thinking about the pain a few of my friends are enduring. Heartbreak, confusion, being completely alone. Although we can’t do much to help them, being patient and remaining to be a lifeline is always helpful. They’re probably never pull on the line, but just to know that they’re not going to sink to the bottom knowing they have a line to pull on, is just enough to keep them from drowning… I hope. At least it was for me.
Not always can we be vulnerable enough to ask others for help or to ask them to listen to us. Sometimes we really just need to work it out by ourselves. Some would call it a type of problem solving. It could just be as simple as working through it in our own way. Emotions will pass but only if we let them.
I’m staring at this screen and nothing else is coming out. I’ve had a great day, but I’m thinking that even though I’ll keep the consistency going, I think it’s going to be important to spend more time on my writing during the day when I’m not out working all day. I think I put 250 miles on the car today, no exaggeration. Thankfully it’s a rental and the mileage is Enterprise’s problem. I’ve listened to podcasts, I’ve spoken with really interesting people, and I’ve learned a lot today. Unfortunately, I just can’t seem to pull any of it out of my memory banks. It really just feels like my brain has to sort through what’s important. In fact, I don’t think I’ve had a moment today where I’ve just done… nothing. It’s been “on task” all day. How do people operate like this? You know, the one’s that ALWAYS have to be busy? Man… this is no way to live. It’s great for a few days in a row, but holy shit I can’t wait to take a nap.
Dinner is ready, my neck and arm are yelling at me. I’ll bring some more heat tomorrow… promise.