I relate to this a lot. Even on a small scale, If I'm not writing, I feel like I'm dying. It's not something I enjoy, the same way I like to draw or build things or even read. It's more of a prerequisite, about as satisfying in the moment as breathing is, but equally as necessary. I've been too overworked lately to keep up with it, and that's probably why I feel air hungry lately.
Writing steadies me. When my thoughts feel scattered or heavy, the act of shaping them into sentences clears space. Always. I’ve tried to stop for many stupid reasons like fatigue, doubt, or distraction but whenever I don’t write, everything dulls. The world flattens. Conversations lose color. So I agree with you. Writing doesn’t fix things, but without it, I can't hear myself think.
Always have a project, it's what my shrink told me, so many years ago. I chose writing. I don't know where I'd be if I hadn't ... not in a good place, I fear.
I relate to this a lot. Even on a small scale, If I'm not writing, I feel like I'm dying. It's not something I enjoy, the same way I like to draw or build things or even read. It's more of a prerequisite, about as satisfying in the moment as breathing is, but equally as necessary. I've been too overworked lately to keep up with it, and that's probably why I feel air hungry lately.
I’ve always said that the key to everything is to always be moving (literally or figuratively). Always have something going on, you might say.
Writing steadies me. When my thoughts feel scattered or heavy, the act of shaping them into sentences clears space. Always. I’ve tried to stop for many stupid reasons like fatigue, doubt, or distraction but whenever I don’t write, everything dulls. The world flattens. Conversations lose color. So I agree with you. Writing doesn’t fix things, but without it, I can't hear myself think.
Always have a project, it's what my shrink told me, so many years ago. I chose writing. I don't know where I'd be if I hadn't ... not in a good place, I fear.