The Small Stuff
I love writing. I love expressing myself through words whether it be here or in a journal or on a dry erase board at work. I love to write. Whether no one ever reads it or all of the subscribers in the world read it. I love it.
I didn’t realize until recently exactly how much I needed that creative outlet. That outlet used to come from writing songs, writing lyrics, but as I got older and my expectations got higher writing songs became more of a stress than a way to let go.
So I began to blog. I wrote about what I was thinking when I was thinking it. But it’s so hard not to get stressed out by wanting constant relevant content. But there are no rules, no requirement of subscribers or readers, there is no need to think about Google analytics or feedburner numbers. It’s hard not to get sucked up into that and to just concentrate on the reason I started. To write.
So forgive me for taking a break from blogging. I was swamped with work and overwhelmed with the details of starting a new blog for my sister and I to enjoy together, talking about cheap fashion and beauty tricks and tips.
I guess at work I spend so much time seeing other people’s gorgeous designs and amazing content that I forget that I have something to offer, if not to anyone else then to myself, just by letting myself breathe and process the days. Live life in the moment a little more and quit sweating the small stuff.
xoxo
