I'm not talking about things that need to be done to live (breathing, eating, sleeping, etc.) or to feel better about things (cleaning, cooking, taking care of pets). I mean things that you need to do to feed the soul. Or my soul in particular.
After years of trial and error, I've nailed down my needs to a few simple things that I need to do daily to feel productive and be happy:
- Give or get a hug (husbands and pets are wonderful for this not turning into something very creepy)
- Do something physically active (Early morning workouts help my soul and sanity)
- Eat well (not just ENOUGH food, but good food. Food that I don't feel the shame sweats about eating).
It's the last one that has once again been alluding me. And for the first time in my adult life, I actually felt the need to create. I yearned to put pen to paper and make something bigger than myself. I felt a need to be a writer.
I always WANT to write. Don't get me wrong. And I always find reasons why I don't really have time to do it. I get up early already to work out. I don't have a lot of time at home with the husband anyway. I have work stuff to go to. I have to friend stuff to go do.
Here's the truth I know: If I don't write, I get unhappy. If I get unhappy, everything else suffers anyway.
So, it's time to get my shit together YET AGAIN (this is a cycle that I realized never stops) and to put thought to keyboard. I sifted through my notebooks of writing and realized that I've actually got the plot and chapters of three novels already drawn out.
Now to write them.