Back Into The Fray
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I kind of took three weeks off.
I didn't plan it. My grandmother passed away, and I went to spend time with my family, and that took all week. Then it was half term, and my fantastic in-laws were here taking care of the kids, but I still was kind of off. I wrote a little, but I wasn't "on it", and I didn't push because I just lost my grandmother. Then, this week I was studying for the "Life in the UK" test (a whole saga which I will update you on hopefully next week).
And now, I'm out of excuses. Except that I've been away for so long it's a little hard to get back into the groove.
Whenever my partner goes on a business trip, I miss him tremendously. We spend a lot of time together when he's here. But when he comes back from a long trip, it's a little bit like learning to get to know each other again. Both in a good way (we're excited to see each other) and in a less-good way: I feel awkward, maybe I'm not saying the right thing, maybe I don't know him as well as I thought I did. It always takes me a little while to get used to him again.
Yesterday felt a little like that. I didn't know what to write about. I didn't know whether I even want to write anymore. I didn't think I was a good writer. I wrote very little. Today feels a little different, and I decided to write about this feeling. I still don't feel like I'm "on it" in any way, shape, or form, but I went out for a run in the rain and had a shower, and now things feel a little less grey. Well, inside, at least.
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