I basically haven’t been posting lately.
Actually I picked up a physical little notebook/journal a while ago to take with me to work and write in. That thing about the rain; the layout is based on the pages it was re-typed from. It isn’t a very large book, after all. But I’ve been writing a lot more in it than here.
And for me, once I get the idea, the feeling or expression out of my head and into words, that’s it, it’s not pressing on the inside of my mind anymore trying to get out. So everything I’ve said there I haven’t been pressed to say here.
All the notes about work, about my anxieties and fears and everything else… they’ve basically been going in there.
I don’t know if I’ll have more time to post. I have no idea why I’m still up now. Must be something. I’ll think about it while I sleep.
