When posts get lost in my mind
Over the last week and a half, I’ve written a blog post every day.
In my mind.
I hate it when life gets too busy to actually put my post-thoughts down in an actual post. As a result, those posts end up lost for good. Possibly to be found again at a later day, but more likely to never be read by anyone other than my own psyche.
It’s been a very busy week-and-a-half since I last updated. A quick trip to Texas that went way too fast for me followed by work, work and more work. No time to breathe in there, and it left me very grouchy and out of sorts.
However, the trip to Texas was wonderful. I got to see my high school play our biggest rivals — and win in a shut-out — and then I got to spend my entire brother’s birthday with him for a change. I don’t think that’s happened since… uhm… a really long time.
I got to make a quick trip to Aggieland — a place that forever just makes me smile with good, happy memories and a pride that never dims.
And then… then our trip was over. Just as suddenly as it began, it came to an end. I had all these thoughts, all these posts I wanted to write. I had days worth of photos I’d taken, ready to share with others. But time was passing much too fast to do any of it. My creative side… a side as important to me as breathing and eating, was having to sit patiently and wait to be set free again.
Slowly, I am finding a moment here and there to be creative. Photos finally got edited last night. And I’m borrowing a few moments to write this post… because just like I get “hangry” when I want to get something to eat, I get grouchy when I can’t do what is my passion. And sometimes… sometimes you have to say NO and just do what you need to do.