Write My Way Out
My hands are shaking as I type this. I have not blogged since July. I have not written anything substantial since September. Maybe that's what is wrong with me. So here I am. Showing up. Doing the thing that I feel like I've forgotten how to do. I'm going to try to write my way out of this funk. 2016 has not been my best year. And I'll go ahead and name the elephant in the room (no pun intended)--the Election caused much of the suckage. Politics hijacked the year, and it occupied my head-space. I've never been one to pay attention to politics, but 2016 was like a train wreck from which I couldn't look away. I spent most of my free time falling down the black hole of the internet--reading articles and researching issues. And now that the election is over, I'm WOKE. It's hard to unknow things. So for the past month, I've tried to regain a balance of being informed while not letting it consume my thoughts. Even though it's tem