I need to get into a different headspace. Work is stressing me out right now, even though I can’t say I give much of a damn. But I am going on a huge business trip on Sunday and I have so much to do until then that I am rotating.

So much so that I feel very grumpy indeed.

I tend to be rather organized and I feel as if I have been submerged into chaos. We all feel that way, I’m not the only one, but that doesn’t help very much.

Step back, take a deep breath and let it all out. I could scream, but prefer breathing. Music actually helps as well. And then there is writing. Somehow that always helps.

Where some people struggle to even keep a journal, I have always found writing soothing. It’s the perfect outlet for me. I can put it all on the page, or the screen, and get it out of my system. I can rant, be angry, rage if I must, think “aloud”, think more clearly, contemplate, philosophize, ramble as much as I like.

Even if I don’t want to talk about something or have no one really to talk about whatever it might be, I can always turn to an empty page and fill it.

Six paragraphs into this I have calmed down considerably. Again, breathing helps. Once I’ve posted this, I will return to the story I am writing on. It’s a much better place for me to be. I suppose, writers write as much to escape as readers read to escape. It makes sense. And I feel a very strong need to escape right now.

Once I’ve released the steam on paper, sorted a to-do list and cleared my thoughts, I can then return to reading as well. A part of me wants to not think. At least not about the so-called real life. I’ll much rather get sucked in by Neil Gaiman.

There. I was ready to throw something out the window when I started this and writing this didn’t even take me long. It’s not as if I am saying much either. The act of typing, forming words and sentences is sufficient to calm me down.

See? Therapeutic. Even if you don’t consider yourself a writer or don’t think you have much of a way with words or worry about grammar, spelling, punctuation, don’t. None of that matters if you only write for yourself. Plus, rules are there to be broken. You need to make sense first and foremost to yourself. Once that is accomplished and you so desire, you can attempt to make sense to someone else. But that’s not compulsory.

Just write. It helps. Believe me.


About 2clouds

I am many things, most of them I am 100%, some of them 150%, none of them just half. I write, I read, I dream, I travel. I question. And I'm always looking for answers. No dream is impossible.
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