Treading. It’s dreadful.

My creative brain is bursting.  It shouts ‘Generate. Make something happen. Anything. PLEASE!’.

I have to admit it’s a peculiar feeling, this wanting to write or generate something without direction or topic.  It reflects the story of my life lately. I’m treading water in a quite a few areas lately.  Not really going anywhere but also not sinking.  Just staid sameness.  There’s nothing wrong with my life. Really. I’m in a good place.  I’m doing well.  My career is going well.  Husband and kid are happy for the moment. I worked pretty hard in a lot of different ways to get here. I should relax, do what I’m doing and enjoy it.  Right?

A friend of mine relayed to me that others work towards and revel in exactly this predictable kind of life.  What’s wrong with me?

I’m educated. I’m healthy.  I have options.  Instead of sticking with gratitude and reflecting on my unbelievable luck, I find myself wanting to create challenge.   I want to test my limits. I want to kick the hornet’s nest and run for my life. Breath tearing at my lungs.

I’m going to change the story of my life.

 

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