I haven't written much in a while. Partly because I've been playing around with my music a lot more. But also, probably because I haven't felt... interesting enough to share.
I'm guessing it's probably not uncommon.
Sometimes it's easy to start believing the lies. You are not important enough, not good looking enough, not interesting enough. You end up second guessing yourself, and hiding, and retreating more and more, because you're convinced you've got nothing worthwhile to share. Everything comes out wrong, and you're not really sure what to do about it. You wonder, what exactly am I playing at here? You go through the motions, but maybe the joy just gets a little harder to find.
So I'm still here. I'm just not exactly sure what I'm doing at the moment. I have words, but I can't quite figure out how to say them, or what exactly I am trying to say. Sorry about that. I'm planning to write some words down eventually. But right now I am going to try to concentrate on the little, insignificant, but oh-so-important, pieces of joy.