A reminder to write

I put the menu item 'blog' on my website as a reminder to come here and write on a regular basis. As anyone can see by looking at the one post before this, clearly this approach did not work. YET! This is the challenge many of us face. We over extend ourselves in projects and forget to do the little things that make us happy.

So here I am finally writing a new post after tuning up my little corner of the world-wide-web, with the hope that I'll remember to come here again tomorrow and write even more words, and in doing so will rediscover this part of my voice.

Sometime back in May I started typing in a journal every morning as a form of therapy and to connect my daily intentions with potential action. It's something I used to do every morning pre-pandemic: I'd wake up, get dressed, grab my notebook, and meander my way through Kensington to my favourite coffee shop, 'The Roasterie' where I would plunk down at a table with a delicious latte a write my notes for the day.

Then COVID happened and everything shut down. This left me—and still leaves me—at odds. Turns out I'm a creature of habit, and routines appeal to me, even the smallest of routines bring comfort through focus. This is likely because the rest of my life is a semi-controlled chaos of overlapping and diverse projects.

I miss my lattes and the wonderful people who would populate 'The Roasterie' on any given morning, and the thrum of traffic coursing up and down 10th Street, and the bedraggled magpies who would sit in the branches telling each other dirty jokes. That is a time I'll remember, and one I won't take for granted.

Hopefully next year — or I find a new habit.