a breakup

The gut-brain blog has been a nice experiment for me, but not something that I feel has been able to grow with me. I still find the subject really intriguing, but writing about the science, or sharing thoughts about my cooking philosophy doesn't give value to me. I like more the reading and doing part...

I like writing, but it's been difficult to accept that I'm just currently seeking the writer in me that I would get exited about, the writer identity that would make me want to start working on a text. I'm just not capable to force it upon me at this time of my life. Some day, I hope I'm capable of sharing ideas that I think could be interesting or of value to somebody else.

I see writing as something with a focus on thinking and creating. And this requires fuel, which I guess for writers comes from their daily life, from how they naturally life, or how they've decided to live their lives. The fuel is the experience. And that's what I feel short of. Or maybe rather hungry of. Not just deciding on creating one project after another. But rather finishing what I have left, and use the rest of the time to live. Simplifying life. Learning from the people around me, doing things i enjoy, not putting pressure or expectations on anything. Being a good person. Not desperate about changing what I can't change...

I'm not ready to delineate myself through writing. I want to explore more, define less. Write more random stuff without a purpose. On a piece of paper or on a drive document. Just for the enjoyment rather than for the sense of accomplishment. Less of the thematic informative texts, I've been trying to do (at least in the beginning of this blog). So yeah, I guess this is a breakup, because this my last post in the gut-brain blog:)







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