I'm thinking about going noodling. Would you like to come with me? I promise not to leave your body in the river with the fish I catch.
Would you like to go noodling in the great streams of American?
Here we go. I need to write. I've been far too relaxed about being consistent. I need to write every day, and I've failed that for the last six months. Maybe noodling would help me.
I've been tired and sleeping a lot, a case of PTSD. My back has been hurting a lot for the last 6 months, a little more than usual.
I'm supposed to be working on a story but I'm procrastinating. You should have seen all of the boogers coming out of my nose. It was yellow and white. Something is wrong with me. Something is wrong that I feel this way.
Who is going to change? Where is the mind going?
Did you read an Afrofuturism book? I did. "Binti" was the one I recently read. It was a neat book. I wish I could leave better comments than it was "a neat book". Maybe noodling would help.
I've been thinking about releasing content but that means that I have to put in the work. I don't like this, says my mind repeatedly. Lazy. Unmotivated. I've been unmotivated to do anything. Depression sucks. Where is the way out?
Who is on top again?
Who, What, When, Where, Why, and How are the six serving men that one person knows? Who was he? What did he use these serving men for? When did he exist? Where did he formulate his method? Why would you want to use it? How is it used? Would it help with noodling?
Take a stab. Take steps back. Be alive. Feel the breeze. Have we gone through this before?
Pick something and go with it. Magic resides in the unknown. Let's practice something. Let's gain a skill. I feel so useless. I feel like no one wants me. Where is my girlfriend?
Never saw me coming? All these grammatical mistakes must be driving you crazy because it is driving me nuts. Will you fix it for me. I don't want to work. No work 'til Brooklin! Let's make a song about that since I don't plan on going to Brooklin anytime soon.
I feel like my mind is turning to mush, and what am I doing about it? Nothing. But the Netflix shows have been pretty entertaining.
Can I show you something? Okay, here it is. Oops. I didn't wait for you to agree and now you are off to the races.
I'm smarter than this. I know it, but I'm letting my mind go to waste. I don't feel like people care about me, so why try? What a beautiful mess!
It might be that time to go noodling and see what it is that I'll catch. It might be better than sitting in a room that is almost like being in a sauna, even with the fan on.
Say what you think and do what you say? Dying to fast. Looking for a release.
I've got a cat at my feet. Sometimes he'll attack my feet. What an awnry little thing he is. I love him. He's a cool cat and so is his sister.
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Depression sucks! And it is the depression speaking that nobody cares about you.
I know that is not helpful when you feel that way - but let your smart mind tell your subconscious that people do care.
And maybe even the cat at your feet does care!
Hope you will keep writing. You can always do a write a novel in October month :)
Btw. you are the only one that knew what noodling is. But I don't blame the non Americans to not know what it is. It is such a weird sport! Well, sport is giving it a lofty name.
Yes, depression sucks! So does PTSD! I know some people care, some days.
Ha! I looked up what noodling was. I'll do that when I don't know the word. I at first thought it was going to be like doodling, but that was not the case. 🙃
I find it fascinatingly crazy lol
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