I’ve been well aware throughout the last fifteen days that I hadn’t updated the brog in a while. And as much as I felt the obligation to myself to keep up the practice of writing, I just didn’t feel like it. But in all fairness, I haven’t really felt like doing a whole lot of much throughout the last few weeks. To be perfectly honest, I didn’t much feel like doing much writing now, but enough has more or less been enough, and I figure it would be good to put some words down on the e-paper to hopefully clear my head a little bit.
As has been the general mood of self these last few months or so, things have not been going too particularly well in my life, as well as the lives of those around me. I’ve hit a little bit of a rough patch, and am still kind of riding it right now. Just the other day, I went to the bank and deposited a small cache of cash that I had stashed away, designated as “birthday money only to be spent on something superficial and gratifying and not bills” . . . because my bank account was precariously low, and without the deposit, I run the risk of not being able to pay my bills. The disaster was temporarily averted, but it doesn’t really change the fact that I’m occasionally feeling the overwhelming feeling of drowning from time to time, compounded by emotions of the uncertainty of freelance working, and the phone not ringing with potential full-time work.