Demise of Creativity

It is my master; it eats me and knaws at my sanity
It is my servant; it serves me if I want it to fuel me
It is my muse; it gives me something to write about
It is my passion; it makes me feel wise and alive

I know I exist because I know it died
I know it died because I knew it when it was alive
I knew it when it was alive because I held it close
And because I held it so close, it died when I let it go…

Out of the blue, into the blue.

Who knew life could change so much in a year? 2020 has been a wild ride for everyone, yes, but the whole year from last June till now has been especially revolutionary for me. From moving to another country to getting married and starting a whole new life to getting a dream job (almost-dream-job; we humans can never be completely satisfied) to overcoming my fear of solo international travel and learning to live in and manage home away from home… From learning financial management and creating+implementing meal plans (the latter is way more difficult), creating new bonds with a new, wonderful family, and also adjusting to a very different (and very loved+loveable) partner… this year has been a different level of evolution. In every way. Mental, physical, spiritual.

Along the way, I’ve learned and achieved so much that I never thought possible. No, I’m not going to bore you with my newly acquired wisdom, but I might in the future. For now, I’ll just leave this here as my re-entry into the blog world.