Busy busy busy. That’s how it has been and that’s how it is going to be for a while. Probably until after the “holiday season”. My knees feel like they’re twenty years older than I am, and I just long for a hot chocolate and a nap.

I haven’t written anything in a while. I’ve thought about it. But that’s the extent of it. I need to start chiselling out writing time again. I need to make progress. Otherwise, it starts to get confusing. I want to be a writer, right? But do I have what it takes to be one if I haven’t even thought about this dream seriously for a while? I’m hoping this is just a phase that I’m going through. It must be. Because I still enjoy writing, and I still want to be an author. And I like the feel of the words coming out under my fingertips. It’s just a lantern that needs some more oil and for me to relight it.

I need a nap.