I don’t know what to blog about tonight. Honestly, this happens more often than not these days and the message or lesson in this is to simply keep going. I feel like I’m in the middle of a tornado and being pelted from all sides by all things and just trying to hold on for dear life while everyone around me is going through stuff and acting like their going through it alone but foisting the sometimes manic and sometimes negative energy on me. So, I shell up. I’m a little turtle like that way. Why? because locking in and not saying much is less likely to get you into a fight or argument than disagreeing or offering an opinion or trying to help others see the lesson in what is happening.
Especially when you’re trying to deal with your own shit.
All of it is fuel for the story bank. Every interaction and obstacle is an opportunity to tell a story or add to one. I’m finding that I have a lot that I can say when I write what I know and this is a good sign. It means the story situations are not all dried out and that I can sustain a tale or three.