I don't care what it is�

2006-12-13

Some sort of . . . shift has taken place in me lately. I�m not sure what it is, probably just my perspective. Whatever it is, it�s a good thing. I seem to be happier. I know I�m more productive.

I went through a long period where I wasn�t doing much of anything. I didn�t update much here, I didn�t draw or paint. I took only minimal care of the yard.

In the last few weeks something changed. I feel refocused or re-aimed or something. I�ve been doing more. And doing more makes me feel like doing more. I�ve projects in the yard lined up, a few of which I�ve actually accomplished. I�ve got an illustration floating around in my head that wants out onto paper. And I feel like doing watercolors of flowers again. That urge usually hits in the spring, when there are flowers.

I�ve been making better choices for myself. No I won�t have that piece of chocolate. Can I have that on whole wheat please? No, I don�t want to play on the computer for another hour. I want to go to sleep now so I don�t spend the rest of tomorrow tired.

I�d been writing entries for this journal and then just throwing them away. I�ve decided I don�t care if it�s sentence, a paragraph, a long ramble or just a photograph. It�s my journal; I�ll put what I want in it.

In the last two weeks I�ve lost 2 pounds without trying, finished my Christmas shopping, done several entries here and replanted my living wreath. I don�t care what it is; I like it.

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