it’s 7.45 and I have been up since 6 am. Next to me at the café, a guy is eating a huge quantity of French toast, omelette and I wonder how this could be possible. I can hardly ship a cup of coffee at this time.
Other people also talk and they make sense at this time. My parents always impressed me in that sense.
I can hardly make any conversation.
But still, but still, I need to wake up my brain.
And continue my writing.
With something intelligible, that my wake up brain will still like a few hours later.
I am in front of a busy 30 days, and I feel a bit tired. How do I find a way to energize myself?
I mainly have been stressing with ideas of not being good enough, or not prepared enough, or knowing all the things I am supposed to know. And giving a seminar in an art school exposes you to this type of situation.
My organisation, is like me. There is a direction, but it stays unpredictable. How do I answer to people’s need for certainty, and at the same time find fun in what I do?
Instead of stressing up in my new tasks, I need to find a way to become energised by them.
Instead of worrying if I am good enough, I could take this as granted and focus on ways this could be a fun experience for all those who participate in it?
I just got home for Christmas and I already had a mini-crisis with my father feeling old and not with much life left. I only said he should think of every day, but I couldn’t help feeling overwhelmed to have to raise his spirits.
So, what do I do to lift myself up, flying in the sky?
I go out for coffee, although it’s better to have a green juice. Maybe I will have both. And then, I connect with my friends.
I change the appearance of my blog 🙂
And after that, I look for my projects, as the project to publish my poetry…