Monday, June 11, 2012

Eye

Lately, I have taken to writing in my notebook as  I travel from work and home. This is a habit I had discontinued for some time due to a number of reasons which I won't go into at the moment.

With the renewed effort that comes with the creation of my blog on Blogger, I have found myself wondering why I have not been making use of the lengthy travel times to putting my thoughts down. Rather than reading, sleeping or meditating on the commute, I have returned to the habit that once used to occupy my every "idle" moment.

There is something so therapeutic about writing, the actual act of writing, pen to paper. In sitting and letting your thoughts just flow naturally and through your fingers to create magic of a sort - however much magic can be created when taking the form of chickenscratch.

By the way, my notebook is one sexy thing. It is black and has leopard print designs and these words repeated all over it: "Social Animal". Normally, I don't really pay attention, but I just realized this now, while flipping to the first page that I picked up a sexy notebook.

Now that I have said all this,  I must admit, I am bored. The recounting of such trivialities doesn't really inspire me to write. But I am making the effort this time for those readers who enjoy reading this stuff, as opposed to the confusing gibberish that spouts when I really get into the joy of writing. Already I have no idea what else to say, so I am going to end this before it becomes more inane.

Trust me, however, when I say that this is just the calm before the storm, because in terms of thoughtful, complicated, and perhaps confusing, there is definitely a storm on its way. ;)