I've been trying to find a moment in which to write and introduce myself to the blogosphere, but I realize now -- one week after the birth of Infinitely Fleeing -- that the fear of finding the "right" moment hindered me all along from writing my first post. And this isn't just a post -- but my whole approach to writing, which is why, I feel, I easily hit bumps and immediately arrive at a ridiculous conclusion that I am paralyzed. When I am in that frame of mind, all my doubts seem magnified, and I feel unable to cope.
Tonight I felt a distance: I ask myself so many times why I always already feel a distance between myself and what I do and I aim to do; it seems an impossibly heavy feeling to carry around, but it always there. So hope #1 is to be able to articulate and track my pattern of thought and see if I couldn't make the slightest bit of change.
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