It's been more than a week and I can't get myself to a working routine yet. I feel low, tired, digruntled....in short I am not happy.
I made some sketches but did not do any painting. I just don't feel like it. I don't know what is the matter with me. I mean, there is nothing which is different from a month and a half ago.
Yes there is,
how could I forget. I have to walk 6 miles(nearly 10 km) a day getting my son to and from school since he was in a fight and they demolished MY bike. He is so frightened he does not want to go alone now he has to walk. That's a big change....stil feeble from being ill I walk....so I am dead tired.
I feel like hanging on the couch,
and sleeping hours at an end. I want to be pampered and cherished. That's what I want. I feel so lonely. Walking does that to me, no flows and no refreshing feelings for me yet. My thoughts whirl from one end to another. It makes me cry behind my sunglasses.
And my lungs don't like the walking either, everyday I get a little more wheezy(allergies and hayfever-season)
One more week till the hollidays........
Posts tonen met het label flow. Alle posts tonen
Posts tonen met het label flow. Alle posts tonen
woensdag 13 juli 2011
zondag 31 oktober 2010
21 Dagen geleden schreef ik mijn laatste blogje.
Sjee zeg,
en weer ben ik uitgepraat.
Er is zat wat in mijn hoofd omgaat en zat wat ik aan het doen ben en wat me overkomt,maar erover schrijven lukt me gewoon niet. Ik ben inspiratieloos. De woorden stotteren op het vel. Er is geen flow, er is geen vanzelfsprekendheid. Er is geen blogje dus. Nou ja...wanneer ik weer rust heb zal het vast wel lukken. Vooral wanneer ik weer even echt helemaal alleen ben zonder verplichtingen. Want niets is zo funest voor de creativiteit als alle dagen druk in de weer zijn.
Nog even geduld dus!
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21 Days ago I wrote my last blog.
Gosh,
and again I am speechless.
There is enough whirling about in my head and enough going around and happening, but I just can't write about it. I have no inspiration.Words stutter on the page. There is no flow, no naturalness. There is no blog....Well ...it will be just fine when all is quite again. When I am totally alone whit no obligations. Cause nothing is so killing for creativity as being bussy all day long. So please patience for a while and I 'll be back.
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Sjee zeg,
en weer ben ik uitgepraat.
Er is zat wat in mijn hoofd omgaat en zat wat ik aan het doen ben en wat me overkomt,maar erover schrijven lukt me gewoon niet. Ik ben inspiratieloos. De woorden stotteren op het vel. Er is geen flow, er is geen vanzelfsprekendheid. Er is geen blogje dus. Nou ja...wanneer ik weer rust heb zal het vast wel lukken. Vooral wanneer ik weer even echt helemaal alleen ben zonder verplichtingen. Want niets is zo funest voor de creativiteit als alle dagen druk in de weer zijn.
Nog even geduld dus!
______________________________________________
21 Days ago I wrote my last blog.
Gosh,
and again I am speechless.
There is enough whirling about in my head and enough going around and happening, but I just can't write about it. I have no inspiration.Words stutter on the page. There is no flow, no naturalness. There is no blog....Well ...it will be just fine when all is quite again. When I am totally alone whit no obligations. Cause nothing is so killing for creativity as being bussy all day long. So please patience for a while and I 'll be back.
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