We spend our days practicing our wall climbing abilities.
I've been trying, really I have.
There have been several times throughout this past month where I wondered if I would ever blog again. I think back to the times when I used to write several times in the same week. I remember how the words just flowed, and how I never needed to think about a topic, yet choose from the outpouring.
And it felt so good.
I took a look this morning at the old blog. I smiled and laughed as I read posts from the past few years. And then I wondered if I would ever be able to write like that again.
Suddenly I feel as if my creative side is lost. Of course, I could find several topics to write about - how college is harder when you're in your mid 30's, how challenging it is to get an entire bottle of 'sunscream' out of your carpet, how I wonder if my children are the only ones who eat ALL DAY LONG, how my kids find random push pins & tacks and chase each other with them when I can't even find a pen, how I've never been this exhausted in my life, or how my three year-old locked me out of the house twice this week.
And those are the reasons why I haven't blogged in so long. Who in their right mind would ever want to read something like that? Whining...in writing form. Something I made a vow to never do.
And so I sit.
And try to think of a way to write like I used to.
Hoping it will all come back.