watery night
I couldn't sleep last night. Tossing, turning. The night felt lonely and expansive.
Household chores accumulate, and all the shoulds blink at me like an overbearing neon sign, while my energy levels remain flat.
I rather read. Or daydream. I've spent so much time daydreaming in my life that I almost prefer it to the real world.
Notes:
- Learning and unlearning forevermore.
- The moon looks so nice tonight, take my hand.
- Watery night, whisper-talk: i love you
- Writing a year-end review sounds positively daunting, yet the idea of it still remains charming.
- I want to be the person I wish to be.
Thoughts for the New Year:
- I'm thinking about doing a quarterly thing. Some type of project. A piece of writing. A photo diary. Something. A thing I work towards. A seasonal output of creative energy.
- Write on a daily basis. If only a few sentences.
- Make a monthly playlist of what I'm listening to, and share it.
- Write love letters.
- Record what I'm drawn to.
- Take notes.
- Plan for wonderful things.
- Read and write poetry.
- Follow pleasure.