If we were on a coffee date, I would tell you that I’ve been drinking too much coffee. How do I know? I’ve had trouble going to sleep at normal hours then I’ll wake up at 3am and be ready to tackle the day. In short: My sleeping schedule is screwed. New goal: Cut back to only one coffee a day.
If we were on a coffee date, I would tell you that I have been very slack with my blog, and I am sorry. There are some days that I’m motivated to blog and other days when it is the last thing I feel like doing. I love this little space of mine, but sometimes I feel like I need to take a step back and just breathe. You know what I mean? I constantly think about blogging: what posts I can write, comments I should reply to, posts I should read, posts I should share, features I should write, and collaborations I should do. Did you notice that every idea had the word should in it? Some days I feel like I’m driving myself crazy with this little space on the interwebs.
If we were on a coffee date, I would tell you that I’m actually excited about an assignment. Yes, you read that correctly. We have to identify news stories (issues) in our area and build on them. I don’t know about you, but I love any reason to have a nosy around my neighbourhood. Now come back and ask me how that assignment is going in roughly two weeks time.
If we were on a coffee date, I would tell you that I really like studying online. I thought I was going to struggle with it, but I’ve found that I’ve been able to get so much more done. I’ve been able to go at my own pace, which is something that I absolutely love. I don’t get interrupted by people talking at the back of a lecture room. I don’t get judgemental stares when my phone goes off. I get to study by the beach. Could this get any better? I don’t believe it could.
If we were on a coffee date, I would tell you that I went on a spontaneous outing on Monday night and I stayed awake the whole night. I don’t know how I did it. We talked. A lot. There was a little bit of wine. That doesn’t change the shock I felt when I looked at the clock and it said 7am. Part of me felt triumphant, part of me felt like I was going to regret it by the middle of the day. I did.
If we were on a coffee date, I would tell you that I haven’t been reading. At all. I miss it, but I’m just…uninspired. Don’t get me wrong, I do love books. I just feel like I should always be doing something else with my time. Heck, I feel guilty just for sitting here and writing out this blog post. I’ve had two books sitting on my night stand for the last month and I’ve barely opened them. That’s practically a crime, no?
- What motivates you to keep writing?
- When was the last time you pulled an all-nighter?
- Are you a bookworm? What have you been reading?
- How much coffee is too much coffee?