Breaking In

I don't normally allow huge gaps of time between posts. Ironically, I have more time on my hands than ever before. Still, I can't seem to access the part of my brain that once desired writing about even the dullest drudgery that was my life as a student.

The last six months of my life can be described as that phase of adulthood that resists being an adult. May through July I was secluded. August, I detoxed. September was all about hustling for employment. It's like I was competing in a marathon and now have hit a brick wall and just can't seem to get over it. Because I am still anticipating an ending to a chapter I started more than three years ago, I feel stuck. Waiting is a killjoy.

While I can accept that certain things are out of my control, perhaps I am disappointed in myself for not nurturing what IS in my control. I hope whatever funk I'm experiencing ends....like tomorrow. GAH!