i realized i haven’t put anything on here in a little while. so i pulled up tumblr, and thought about what i wanted to say. and came up with nothing.
it occurred to me that i’m struggling a bit with maintaining my voice, while i work full-time. something about working in the communication business, and writing professionally has left me feeling a little drained. and i don’t mean physically or emtionally, really. i just mean…by spending so much time and energy on communicating for my coporation, i have abandoned my own thoughts in a way. spare moments of my time are filled with indulgences, which i have come to covet with fervor. things like
brunch
flea markets
espresso drinks
tv shows and movies
nail polishes and clothes and shoes
and that stuff is great, but i can’t let it complete me. i need to find/maintain my identity. i’ve worked full time for almost 3 years now, but this feels like a new revelation. did it take me this long to find a need for an outside identity, or this long to lose it?