I’m breaking my regular scheduled programing for today. I had slated (I’ve used that word like 5 times today!) another Blogging Edumacation post but I just wasn’t feeling it. Sometimes in the blog world, you have to sit back and make sure you are doing what you should be doing. Or what matters to you. Or what means something to you.
It’s all too easy to get caught up in the monotony of posting or scheduling or whatever it is that we do. Sometimes I just want to write. I’m good at the random writing. It’s how my brain works. It’s kind of like the site StumbleUpon. My thought processes just stumble from one to the next.
I don’t really have anything pressing on my mind. I just want a break. Have you ever felt that way? Where you wish you could just turn everything off for just a moment and just be. Living in a hotel by myself during the week affords me a lot of alone time. I don’t know anyone in this town. I have my co-workers but we don’t necessarily interact with each other on a daily basis. We are all contracted to work, so there is no such thing as an 8-5 or a 9-6.
At night, I try and busy myself with writing blog posts, keeping up with social media or reading a book. Over the last month or so I don’t think I’ve even turned on the tv. It amazes me that 5-6 hours can just completely go by in an almost blur. Most days I feel like I don’t even have enough time in the evening to do everything on my “to-do” list! And I live by myself during the week. How is that humanly possible??
Do you ever feel this way? Feel like sometimes life is just going by way too fast? Like you need a chance to just stop and smell the roses? I recently bought a 5 year Memory Journal. I have a horrible memory. I bought this and have been faithful in writing snippets of my daily life so that I have a written account of at least a few points when I want to see what I’ve been doing down the road. I have very few childhood memories. Most are burnt images on my brain of photographs I’ve seen and somehow it’s become a living memory, but I know had I not seen those photographs I wouldn’t have that memory at all. So over time I’ve recreated the memory from a photograph, and whether or not my version is the truth of the actual event, I’ll never know.
So now with my daily memory journal, I’m trying to be more purposeful in life. To create memories that will hopefully last. Instead of just writing “worked today; rained; wrote a blog post” I want to write about that time these loony girls were throwing soda’s out their car windows at my hubby and I while we’re all driving 70MPH on the highway or that time I went to the Farmers Market or that time that a famous author tweeted at me.
I want to live life with purpose. And so I am trying.