A year and eight months since the last post.
Not for lack of trying; I often log in, at least once month, think of what to write, fail to come up with anything, and so I log out again.
I suppose all the writing juices flow away with the work I do. Since the last life update, I have shifted departments, moving to a writing job. In a paper I grew up reading. Working with people whose stories I remember reading while I was still small enough to sit on the paper. It's been nearly a year, and I still can't believe how blessed I am, and how, even thought it wasn't the straight path I wanted or expected it to be, I finally was guided to where I wanted to be.
I sure as hell haven't been lazy at work. It might not be backbreaking, but it is still taxing. But it leaves me with a feeling of pleasant mental exhaustion. Sometimes, it's almost like the high one gets from quizzing:a knowledge high, tempered only when one wins a gift voucher to an optician. I may read all night with bad lighting, but my eyesight is perfect thankyouverymuch.
Which reminds me to go for the next quiz, preferably the pub quiz, because hey, why would I complain about advancing intellect combined with a shot of whichever alcohol I win.
Not for lack of trying; I often log in, at least once month, think of what to write, fail to come up with anything, and so I log out again.
I suppose all the writing juices flow away with the work I do. Since the last life update, I have shifted departments, moving to a writing job. In a paper I grew up reading. Working with people whose stories I remember reading while I was still small enough to sit on the paper. It's been nearly a year, and I still can't believe how blessed I am, and how, even thought it wasn't the straight path I wanted or expected it to be, I finally was guided to where I wanted to be.
I sure as hell haven't been lazy at work. It might not be backbreaking, but it is still taxing. But it leaves me with a feeling of pleasant mental exhaustion. Sometimes, it's almost like the high one gets from quizzing:a knowledge high, tempered only when one wins a gift voucher to an optician. I may read all night with bad lighting, but my eyesight is perfect thankyouverymuch.
Which reminds me to go for the next quiz, preferably the pub quiz, because hey, why would I complain about advancing intellect combined with a shot of whichever alcohol I win.
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