I’m feeling pretty good today. Maybe it’s because it’s day two of upping my fruity intake, or maybe because the sun’s shinning and it’s not hotter than hell for once, but I feel good.
It’s on day’s like these that I feel like anything can happen. I can write and entire novel if I wanted. Read an entire book. Punch out an entire essay (if I actually had one to write). But at the end of the day, I know that the moment I go home I’ll climb into bed and fall asleep and waste all this potential energy. Because that’s what I do. I waste my potential energy.
I want to be a writer. Half the reason why I started this blog was to encourage myself to write more. But I’ve not written a single thing in months (well, besides blog posts and reviews – but they don’t count).
I find it hard sometimes to motivate myself. I would explore ways to try an motivate myself but that means actually doing something and that needs… well, you can see my problem.
Anyway, I’m going to try and be productive this evening. I haven’t decide what I’m doing as of yet, but the idea of reading a book in the sun sounds damn appealing right now. I kind of hate being stuck in an office all day when the weather outside is delightful.