August is in two days, and I honestly have no idea where July went, or if it even came at all. I looked up and it was the middle of June, put my head down and plugged ahead, and suddenly here it is almost August and I’m wondering what I have to show for the last month and a half. Well, I have done a ton of work, so I guess that’s tangible, but I haven’t really done anything for me. Maybe that’s why I feel so shocked that the time has passed, because I have nothing creative to show for it.
So, come August I need to:
- Start editing my next novel
- Start writing a new creative piece (in whatever form that will take)
- Get back together with my poetry reading group
- Re-find my spiritual connection
- Begin sorting through my life
- Overhaul this blog
- Create and maintain my fantasy football league
Because life shouldn’t be all about school and work, and a month shouldn’t go by without reconnecting with myself, spiritually, emotionally, and creatively. I guess it’s easy to lose myself in everything that I *have* to do, but it’s so much more invigorating to fall in love again with what I *want* to do, with what feeds my soul. There’s enough time in life for everything bland, yet palatable, so there should be a yin to that yang, a soul to squeeze, to hold tight so it doesn’t float away.
So, come August I’m going to find myself again, wherever I happen to be.
One thought on “Dear Journal: Come August”
So true. I’ll need a reminder in September and again in October when school and sports are in full swing.