five + two

Sometimes things feel like work that shouldn't.  Talking can feel like so much work.  Dinner can feel like so much work.  Sitting at the dinner table and having a civilized meal can feel like so much work-if not nearly impossible.  Bending over, or standing up... don't even get me going on that.  And lately writing has felt like work.  I used to write a lot more.  I would sit down, compose a (somewhat) logical thought and enjoy typing it out.  Maybe it's the curse of the introvert, but lately I feel like I've used up all my words. My kids take my words and at the end of the day I often feel like I have run out- I'm dry.   It's also harder to get away with using the wrong words or skipping over a few relatively necessary words when typing.  You see, I've noticed that skipping words and using unfitting words is just part of my daily (minutely) conversation.  People don't stop me though and correct me, partly probably because they are used to it, and partly because I have gracious friends.  With writing though, there's a different expectation.  It all has to make sense and be properly punctuated and articulated.  So much pressure.  So, I stopped writing.  I've been enjoying the "post a picture on instagram with a one word caption" life.  Simple.  But in not writing I've realized that I'm missing out on something.  Writing helps me think, organize my thoughts, explore ideas. So, is this  pledge to write more?  I don't know if I can fully commit to that yet.  But this is a recognition that I wish I could write more, and I want to... so we will see.  At least a beginning by naming it.