Involving Myself

I think it would benefit me greatly to get involved in my community. I don't really know a good place to start. I want to do something to promote bicycling in Chattanooga and to make it a hundred times more bike-friendly than it is. I also want to encourage urban gardening.

I considered a balcony/patio garden competition at my apartment complex. I thought it would encourage people to grow food, use the space outdoors for something productive and to beautify their home space. I thought a prize basket and a yard/balcony sign would be sufficient. I've just never been in charge of organizing anything and as July gets closer time runs out.

I've tried to find ways to open up more by focusing on my own life, but I think a better aim is to focus on everybody's problems and look for support and solutions. We should all be more active and educate ourselves and each other about what is going on. It's hard to stay quiet when you see something happening that needs to change.

Need To Get Back In Things ... and Stuff

This blog was originally intended to make me consider my anxiety more frequently and think of ways to overcome it. Lately, I haven't wanted to do anything, though. I feel very low on energy and ambition. I still want things but I don't want to work toward them. I don't know if this is a natural period of rest or a minor depression. I've been resting for weeks and I still don't feel more energized. I had an article idea that I loved, but I've once again given up after the rough draft.

I need something...

Excuse Me, I Need a Refill

Sitting at a restaurant, sipping coffee and trying to get my head on straight. I don't know anything anymore.

Last Sunday I had a burst of inspiration and I sat down to the computer trying to get everything out of my head and onto the page. Today I feel empty. It's strange how capricious my bouts of ideas can be. I would rather thoughts came slowly and steadily than all at one moment and then not at all.

Here's a thing: couples with babies make me want to have a child; couples with children make me happy I'm not a mom.

Wright submitted a second article for publication and it still hasn't appeared in the magazine. I'm glad. Today was supposed to be the day that we both submit something and I don't have anything. I think I need a new writing partner. Wright doesn't inspire me anymore. It's not his fault though. I just fear being read and it keeps me from getting something done and ready to get out.

New Day

Today is the first day of Summer 2 a.m. classes. All went well and I was not too nervous when I had to introduce myself. I get to learn some cool new programs in this class like photoshop and in design. I hope this class is as fun as the professor says it is.

I'm a Happy Girl.

I just am. I feel inspired. I'm writing some articles about environmental issues and corporations corrupting the government. I've been watching documentaries and learning a lot. I'm writing letters. I'm looking for ways to speak up.

Tomorrow's the last day of my first summer class. I didn't perform as well as I would have liked, but I learned so much I don't care if I get a B. I've realized I'm so comfortable in a communication class that I easily participate.

I know that there are still situations that inspire terror in me, but I'm finding my niche and that makes a difference.

I don't have a lot of challenges these days, which is why I haven't been updating regularly, but I plan to challenge myself more. Soon, I hope to post a link to my article in the alumni newsletter. My first official published writing. I'll keep working on something for pay and mainstream, though.