I wanted to steal a moment before things spiral out of control. I am operating on less than three hours of sleep and less than six cups of coffee. We started the day with a 6 AM football practice and followed up by having a friend over. Later–not too much later from now–we expect to hit the dollar theatre to watch the final Fast and Furious movie. Afterwards I race back to the house to drop the kids off for a sleepover and head back out and across town to pick up my lady and then further out of town towards a concert. Yeah, it is only Tuesday.
I was up late reading stories, playing minecraft, and generally efforting to spark my creative fires. The jury is still out on whether crafting is a help or hinderance or where my head is at with things in general.
Here is what I do think: I think there is a wealth of wonderful material and life left in me, though I feel quite a bit stuck in this space between where I am and where I am going. This is true health-wise, writing wise, romantically, and spatially especially.
Here is what else I think: I am looking for inspiration and guidance in all of these things, but I don’t exactly know where to look. I seek knowledge in books and buddhism mostly. I even read books about parenting and teaching kids to behave, though those things are more situational and intuitive than a book allows. The areas I mentioned are most likely the same, but my level of desperation is quite a bit higher there.