I was in my tower weaving nightmares
I was in my tower weaving nightmares
I am running out of things to write about at least in the way that I used to. I have other things to say now. But it’s not necessarily stuff I want to come up in people’s RSS feeds. I want to talk about God. My relationship with trauma. What it feels like to be a woman in tech. But most of all I want to talk about renewable energy. But what am I supposed to say? That I love the wind farms? That I stare out to sea and I see all the answers? As an artist it’s time for me to evolve. Writing about work outside of a very intense job burns me out. Could this ever evolve and change? I don’t know.
I know that I want to dance. That is one thing I know for sure. Thank god for that. But I don’t know much else. As we dance more our memories come back and I just remembered something I thought I had forgotten forever
Crazy huh
Crazy crazy huh
I know I love my job
I love the structure and support I get
I love the new self documentation tool I have. I have to find a way. Somehow. Somehow. Somehow
I have to keep on going somehow
„I was in my tower weaving nightmares…”

Comments
Post a Comment