That means life is currently very boring. The schedule runs something like this:
- Wake up
- Prepare lunch
- Walk to work
- Arrive at work
- Eat breakfast
- Write morning blog post
- Learn Welsh
- Watch a couple of YouTube videos
- Have lunch
- Pack up
- Go to training
- Go home
- Eat dinner
- Have shower
- Got to bed
There is a strange paradox that comes with writing. The words on the page and the scenes in my mind are thrilling. Every day is an emotional roller coaster filled with adventure, and romance, and battle scenes that really get my blood pumping.
Meanwhile, outside of this little bubble I've created for myself, life plods on, plodding its way as it always has plodded.
In my mind, there is a brilliant, glossy, fiery stallion snorting and stamping his hooves in anticipation of action.
Reality, meanwhile, is a tired nag with a sagging back and drooping head, doing nothing more than carrying her burden and trying to eat grass while on the job.
It leaves me in the weird position of having nothing to really write about in my daily blog posts. Yesterday, I did the above almost exactly. Writing went well. Training was frustrating. I went home. I ate dinner. I went to bed.
Turns out that life is boring as hell, even when I am personally excited by the events going on in my head. It's really a weird place to be.
So, I figured I would open the floor to you. What are you lot up to?
Leave your adventures in the comments. I'm off to get knowledge on another language.