November 19th, 2017
after not posting anything for about 3-4 months now, I hope you will bare with me and read a few of my Sunday reflections that I have been thinking about in my head. So, here I am on a Sunday evening with my cup of hot-chocolate-coffee mix thinking and reminiscing about my writing days. I haven’t written anything on my blog since August and I kept saying the same excuses,”I haven’t traveled much, so I don’t have enough writing material.”
So, why now? Why am I writing again? Well, earlier today, my boyfriend pointed out the truth that I have been avoiding for the last few months. “You haven’t been posting anything on your blog, lately,” he said. I frowned, and in my head, I instantly defended myself with the same excuse: I have not been traveling, and so I did not really have any content to write about. My goal was to travel every time I get a break from school, but the thing is, it’s not that easy. I have other responsibilities from school that I can’t just leave. Everyone that I know who is traveling full time has already worked for years and they have had the chance to build a stable saving to pack and go. Me? Not really. I will be able to travel in the future, but right now, I have graduation exams to prepare for. So, that is why I haven’t been writing much.
(But is it really, though?)
Was that really the reason why I stopped writing at all? I accepted the fact that my type of traveling will not be the same that of a digital nomad. And, I actually made it clear in my blog description that this platform is not merely about travel, because my previous-self had known that I would not be one of those digital nomads that traveled for a living (do not get me wrong, I still hope to be one). I guess the issue really is a combination of self-doubt and laziness; I hit a writing block, and I didn’t feel like recovering from it. Since I’m not traveling, I keep doubting my ideas and even my writing ability; every idea I scratch because I feel like they are not good enough. So, I kind of gave up and did not even try. I have to admit, I was lazy and did not even want to brainstorm about a blog post. I know having a writing block is quite normal for every writer and it happens to almost everyone. But, the difference is some recover and some don’t. Which one was I going to be? Not the latter.
I guess what I am trying to say is this: there is a difference between not traveling and not writing. If I wanted to write, I would have – even though I did not travel as much. So maybe, because of everything that has happened, I forgot about my passion of writing. I write a lot for my school work, but I forgot to write for me. Writing is a form of self care, and that was why I created a blog in the first place. Unfortunately, I hit a writing block and I let this blog slip away from my mind. But, not anymore.
This blog post is my wake up call.
Hopefully, I remember about this little piece of me. Hopefully now I can write again, even though I don’t travel as often. And as I’m ending this post, I can’t help but feel at peace. It feels good to listen to the sound of me typing while drinking a cup of warm coffee. It feels good to write again.
PS: I’m sorry that this was a raw and scrambled post. I really had to get my thoughts out. Have you every experienced a writing block? Let me know in the comments.