Desperately seeking...

inspiration! Big time. I'm behind on my tourism writing so I'll likely be spending a good chunk of time tomorrow catching up. It has been so hard for me to focus on writing lately. Ugh. Maybe it's because I have so many assignments. I'm basically full-time writing recently and that can make it difficult to 'produce.' Finding the energy to be creative can be really, really challenging. Especially when my mind is a hundred other places.

People tell me often that I'm so lucky to write for a living and to work at home and get to be with Riley. I do get that. And I do feel lucky...most of the time. But sometimes, I envy people that get to just go to work, do their time, and then go home and be free of all of it. When you make your own hours, the work is always there. Waiting. Hanging over my head. It's just hard to separate the two. Plus, feeling burned out. Work is always around, plus I don't really love it. Kind of a brutal cycle...

I'm rambling... But it's kind of how I feel about it all! Getting some honesty out there. Plus, I have a new idea and project on my mind. And it's all I can think of right now.

I feel like we're in this weird place of total limbo in our little family. It's good and bad, I think. Being restless is what motivates change. But not knowing what change is in store can be scary.

This is completely not what the post I intended to write. And that's the funny thing about the creative process: you start heading in one direction on a precisely charted path and you end up in an entirely different town. It's one of the best parts about the whole damn thing.