A Place to Shrug it Off

Recently­, there has been a lack of motivation to write. Behind the scenes, most of my writing comes from me being passionate about a specific topic and writing it all out in one sitting. Currently, instead of writing, I’ve been consuming media. Going back to old shows, catching up with ongoing ones, and even watching video essays. I have another post in the works about me consuming media; I am saying it here now to motivate myself to go back and finish writing it. Actually, I have several ideas drafted away just waiting for me to come back and finish writing them. My worry, is that I won’t have a lot to say. Now I know that’s just an excuse that really doesn’t matter, because as I’ve mentioned in a previous post, I’m okay if I write smaller posts—but am I really? Every time I come back to write recently, only a few lines come to mind. I start to wonder on other things—other activities I’d rather be doing. In reality, I’m worried about how I am perceived as a writer. When typing out my...

Time for the diary post. There have been moments where I wanted to write, but nothing driving me to write. Small victories took placed that I wanted to share here, but I'm still accepting the idea of small little posts. Instead, I posted on Twitter (X). Now I'm here, feeling like I can share all these small moments into one big post. Let's breakdown, what went down. Man vs Wasp Tis the season of Spring, flowers and bugs, it doth bring. A wasp came along, trying to nester itself on our balcony door frame. We said we would get rid of it, but time had passed and passed and passed... Until one day, when thy partner was away, a scheme had been hatched. It was time to rid ourselves of this wasp. Small spray bottle, little bit of dish soap, and water till filled. My weapon of choice against this foe. Sink gloves, elbow high, my armor. I take a step out and spray. Then step back inside, watching this bug suffocate. Because, fun fact, that's how this concoction kills them. Somet...