I Forgot How To Write

It's been so long since I wrote fiction consistently. Probably since last July when after I came back home from M, C and I decided that I would try to see what could happen at S that would allow me to move to M. It was disappointing, but not too much, what S told me. Then I held out for a few months, then I stopped asking b/c I didn't want to create drama.

But during that time, I also realized it was time to make a change. And then in December, we got engaged so it made it all that much more clearer that I would make the leap.

So for my fiction writing practice? Maybe it's just hibernating. Laying dormant until the right time, and right frame of mind, appears again. I do crave a good narrative, though, and have been voraciously watching shows in Netflix. It fulfills an yearn for the creative story, and I find it so stress relieving to watch it.

But I'm trying to make changes during this last month of my life in the Bay:

-Become a better driver

-Have a better relationship to my body, mind, and soul

-Take care of my physical appearance and overall health

But these last 2.5 years at S have been so pivotal. I found my passion in my career. I was so lost for so long and didn't know what I really wanted out of my career. I just hoped that they would like me. But now I know what I'm not only passionate about hobby-wise, but also for my career. Now it's just a matter of finding the right role to continue this passion. It's tough breaking into the health and wellness and even healthcare writing world, but I'm determined to do it.