Friday, December 24, 2010
After days of being “productive,” of churning out a lot of work result, I now am getting a nagging sense that I neither produce something valuable nor toil toward an inspiring goal this holiday season. I’m keeping busy and trying to impress myself with efficiency, but somehow what I am doing still feels empty, unrewarding.
This unusual discomfort fabricates whenever my mind seems to appear empty of inspiring ideas. It disquiets me to feel like not knowing what I want, even for a moment. It’s just so difficult to tolerate emptiness in mind especially that I surge with action as always equals progress, and inaction always equals wasting time.
So good that amidst this blankness, I am nonetheless armored with this passion to put my thoughts into sentences!
This unusual discomfort fabricates whenever my mind seems to appear empty of inspiring ideas. It disquiets me to feel like not knowing what I want, even for a moment. It’s just so difficult to tolerate emptiness in mind especially that I surge with action as always equals progress, and inaction always equals wasting time.
So good that amidst this blankness, I am nonetheless armored with this passion to put my thoughts into sentences!
Posted in: key to sanity,kill time
5 comments:
indeed sentence is a powerful way to express your feeling :D
thank you for taking time to read my posts ;')
Even if you don't produce something mind blowing, the fact that you're practicing writing is something in itself. You may find that your grammar improves or sentence structure, all those important things that get over looked when you're too busy trying to get the story down.
thanks patricia! i know your writing will go far as much ;')
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