Sometimes…

I don’t know who this blog is for,

Is it for me?

Is it for them?

Is it a dream?

Sometimes I don’t want to open my computer,

Because it sucks me away for hours doing stuff that isn’t really all that creative or time efficient.

Sometimes I stay away because I’m not sure where to start again,

Not sure I’ll have the words to carefully reflect on my life,

Not sure I’m really using my voice and not the voice I think people want to hear (thou I don’t really think anyone is reading anyways so I shouldn’t really care).

Sometimes I wish I had the endurance and passion to write like I do when I run,

Even though I know I dread the distance and know the pain after, I know there is a definite beginning and end.

I know the constant struggle to push myself physically in a way I’m unsure how to do in other areas of my being.

Sometimes I need to rethink this space,

Rethink myself,

Envision what I want,

And get back to examining this life so that I can remember these little people and who I was by their side.