I am in the woods again. Sort of. I’m in a cabin surrounded by family and steps away from the arms of my woman. I’m in a good place mentally and emotionally today. Though I am deep in the heart of Trump country (nearly every house still has the signs up) I am in a good physical place and deep in the space of opportunity. I am taking this time to work on my relationship.
In spite of Covid (or maybe because of it?) I am not spending the time with my partner the best way. I’m distracted and always a sentence away from football or work (mostly football). I am not presenting the best version of myself. I allow the ills of the world and my stress and my empathy turned bad to gestate and finally explode. This time in the woods is always a chance to let the problems of the world melt away. They do, largely. What often remains are the unfinished words.
No matter how far I run the stories are right there demanding to be written. I am working towards finishing a novel outline and a shadowrun adventure, both slated for completion tomorrow. I don’t need all day. I need a few hrs perhaps to be a writer, and I am sure that I will find that time and space.
Overall I feel like I am in a place of opportunity in all aspects of my life. I feel like things can go really well for me. They can go badly as well, but I want to focus on the positive and continue to operate as though the positive is the natural default.
Some Thoughts:
- just keep swimming…