I can't believe I have not written anything since.... May last year. It's already the new year. I don't think anyone felt differently than I did, that 2020 felt like it never happened or that we are still in a limbo - trying to make sense what is really happening around us.
I decided to write this very morning, out of nowhere, with no prior indication that I would actually write today. I just realised a few days ago that I write so easily when it comes to here. Why, I asked myself. Is it because it has worked as a safe haven for me? I didn't think it mattered though. But then it was becoming apparent that I get pretty much dumbfounded whenever I started to write somewhere else. Somewhere else meaning - my book, on my phone. Like I would first need to compose myself, set my surrounding into a proper condition and then only I would try to write. Yes, I would try. Doesn't mean it would succeed though. That has been the issue all along.
So how do I get out of this comfort bubble? How do I breakthrough and familiarise myself with writing just about anywhere? Maybe I really needed to have that a few minutes off just to write. But then again, it would need me to spend extra minutes (if not hours) trying to determine when would be the right time. Will there really be a right time for it?
I don't want to sound attached but oh how much I love my thought process whenever I write in this blog. Everything just comes naturally. I didn't need to really think. Sometimes my fingers do all the talking - and then my brain would then catch up. Does that make sense?
The fact that I didn't renew my payment with this domain says it all. It seems like I have given up on writing. I wish I could say that but I don't think I want to. I just have to find the right medium to actually write.
Finding it would be easy though. But really putting my heart and mind into turning that particular new medium as my new safe haven would be.... a different story.
I'll let you know if I made up my mind. Don't count on me to come back anytime soon.
