Dear Journal: Come August

Dear Journal,

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:

1. Start editing my next novel
2. Start writing a new creative piece (in whatever form that will take)
3. Get back together with my poetry reading group
4. Re-find my spiritual connection
5. Begin sorting through my life
6. Overhaul this blog
7. 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.

Sam