The Spirit Moves Me

 It's 2021

COVID has been part of our collective reality for more than a year now

I haven't felt inpired to write in years

Today of all days is the day my sould feels the consumed by the need to jot don all my thoughts in one swoop. 

My thoughts jumbled and falling over each other as the torent of words try to leave my brain hoping to flow out of my mouth in a coherent manner.

Here I am sitting on my couch with my cat next to me as a wonderful man makes us dinner while I fret over my work situation and the looming fear of the premature death of a loved one.

That's where I am now.

Alive. Healthy. In a foreign land. Loved. Constantly thinking about what my next should be while simultaneously leiving in the moment.

I would say 2021 ismy most productive year yet.

• I learnt how to touch-type - I'm still not perfect but boy has my typing speed and accuracy excelled (and spelling btw)
• I sought for balance in my life wth all the things I am passionate about.
• I pursued a new project and surprisngly excelled in it - I need to get on the next chapter soon.
• I found love during the time of Corona (a working title)
• I started taking month long breaks between birthday fueled brunches and fun latenight dance parties

But with all of that I still havea lot to work on like

• My sould sucking job that I love when I'm actually soing my job
• I haven't been saving as much as I should but I'm working on it even though I'm being paid peanuts
• I still don't know what my next step is - work, second masters or PhD
• I'm out to my mum but still feel unable to share my happiness with her - That will basically be a whole book

Anyway, I'm foreseeing myself writing a book

I don't know what on

I   don;t know by when

I don't even know what about but...

...the spirit moves me