Bee Busy

21 January, 2012

The only blogging and tweeting I now have time for is work-related…

I can’t work out whether it’s and awful thing; I miss reading and being read, I miss writing and clearing my head. And it is awful to think that I’ve lost a part of my life and let it be swallowed up by work.

On the other hand, maybe I simply don’t need to sit and pour my thoughts out any more? Maybe that catharsis has been replaced by The Boy?

There are still things I sometimes feel I need to write about, and I actively tell myself I should drag out the laptop and get typing… But I never get around to it.

This week has been monstrous. I needed some second opinions and shoulders to cry on. It was about The Boy so I couldn’t turn to him. It was something is usually turn to my blog for… But I didn’t.

Now The Boy and I spend so much time together there isn’t the opportunity or space to lock myself away with my laptop. Instead, I ran out into the freezing night and sat on a park bench to call my sister. Maybe I need to make time to write again.

I definitely need to make time to read!