WRITING IN THE WORKING WORLD

“Beware the barrenous of a busy life.”
by Socrates

My writing callus on my finger has softened, my journal pages are fewer and the days between the blogs are many more. I miss my journalling.
I forgot how much working full time takes out of a life. It is not just the 8 hours at work, but it is also the half hour commute on either side. It is the getting dressed up and made up in something other than jeans and a t-shirt. It is arriving 10 to 15 minutes early and leaving a few minutes late. It is doing all the necessary living things in the precious few evening hours after work. It is re prioritizing life to fit in the most important tasks before bedtime rolls around and that hour seems to sneak up on me all too easily.
Reading and writing have taken the brunt of my new priorities. However for almost three years I have been writing about my world. I have learned to look at the ordinary and see extraordinary things in them. My work world has given me so many new observations to a life I have not participated in for a time. The stories are roaming restlessly inside of me. I try to give them form and yet somehow the day passes without a word written. Silently I file them away until the time is right to write.
My words and stories will wait for me. Will You?
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