So, I started several posts for today. I commented on the Sarandon/Robbins breakup (I don’t get why people are so upset about it, they were together a long time and are splitting. Stuff like that happens every day.) and the Naomi Wolf article that praised Carrie Bradshaw as a feminist icon. I told a boxing day story and shared some info about what’s going on (or not going on) in my dating life.
In the end, I couldn’t focus on one thing to write about. It wasn’t a case of writer’s block. Not really. It’s just that nothing I wrote really captured what I was feeling now. Which is restless and anxious and a more than a little freaked out. I feel like, and please excuse me if this doesn’t make any sense, I’ve made so many missteps already that I risk getting lost. And that if I do get lost, no one might notice. That I could just keep wandering for days, weeks, months down the wrong path and no one would know.
I know that sounds kind of melodramatic. I don’t mean it to be. It’s just how I’m feeling right now. A little lost and impatient to get things back on the right track. If only I could figure out which one is the right one.
So today is another day without a real post. Hopefully things will seem clearer to me tomorrow.No tags for this post.