Going Through the Motions
By: Red Velvet
I’m about to admit something kind of embarrassing.
A couple weeks ago I sat outside on a bench and cried like a baby for about 20 minutes during my lunch break (while texting one of my friends). You could say I was having a bit of a meltdown.
I wasn’t planning on writing about it but a few days ago I told Funfetti she should turn to writing as a form of de-stressing and I’ve decided to take my own advice. Lately, I haven’t had the motivation to blog. But I keep thinking about it. While I was baking cookies last Friday night, on the bus, when I’m tossing and turning unable to sleep. I know there are things I want to say but I’ve been having trouble finding the words and lacking the energy to even really try to find them.
Is it possible for a job to just suck the creativity out of you? Because I’m pretty sure that’s what’s happening here.