I hit pause on a lot of things this week.
My Facebook and Twitter feeds were a war zone among different people in different periods of my life celebrating or lamenting the Midterms. After being inundated with vicious politics on both sides, I needed to just walk away for a bit.
My NaNoWriMo got pushed to the side for five days while I got caught up on grad school work. I had articles to read and papers to write. My next workshop chunk is due 17 days from now, and I feel like I’ve barely moved the needle. Priorities, though. As good as I am with time management, there are still only so many hours in the day.
I also want to be outraged at Trump’s response to the wildfires in California and the shooting at Thousand Oaks, as well as his unwillingness to be uncomfortable in the rain on Veteran’s day. My outrage, though, just needed a pause.
I don’t know that I’ve ever been tired like this. This mental and physical weariness that seems to not end. It’s definitely a “weight of the world” kind of feeling.
So, I took some time to pause. To not watch the news. To not get sucked down the rabbit hole of Facebook and Twitter. To go for more long walks with my dog in the chilling Chicago fall-almost-winter. To get caught up on my grad school work. To spend some time spaced out on Netflix. To have some meaningful conversations with friends I haven't seen in a while. To live a mundane life, just for a moment.
I’ll be back to outrage soon enough. But for now, this moment, I need this pause.
Go forth and write!
My Facebook and Twitter feeds were a war zone among different people in different periods of my life celebrating or lamenting the Midterms. After being inundated with vicious politics on both sides, I needed to just walk away for a bit.
My NaNoWriMo got pushed to the side for five days while I got caught up on grad school work. I had articles to read and papers to write. My next workshop chunk is due 17 days from now, and I feel like I’ve barely moved the needle. Priorities, though. As good as I am with time management, there are still only so many hours in the day.
I also want to be outraged at Trump’s response to the wildfires in California and the shooting at Thousand Oaks, as well as his unwillingness to be uncomfortable in the rain on Veteran’s day. My outrage, though, just needed a pause.
I don’t know that I’ve ever been tired like this. This mental and physical weariness that seems to not end. It’s definitely a “weight of the world” kind of feeling.
So, I took some time to pause. To not watch the news. To not get sucked down the rabbit hole of Facebook and Twitter. To go for more long walks with my dog in the chilling Chicago fall-almost-winter. To get caught up on my grad school work. To spend some time spaced out on Netflix. To have some meaningful conversations with friends I haven't seen in a while. To live a mundane life, just for a moment.
I’ll be back to outrage soon enough. But for now, this moment, I need this pause.
Go forth and write!