Take Two
First new post, two years later
A condition of late-stage capitalism, or, maybe, being a female, or, perhaps, having ADHD is the overwhelming feeling that I’m never doing enough.
Despite, doing a lot, always, and forever thinking of new ways to produce and create — I’m somehow always missing something or feel like time liquifies before I scratch the surface of all I want to achieve.
This Substack is a prime example of one of those things that I had big ideas for, and then let fall to the wayside because life got busy with other things, and (another cute side-effect of ADHD) I didn’t feel like it was worth putting any effort into since I wasn’t seeing any immediate reward.
But, that’s the rub, right?
With our modern world, and all of the pressures therein, we are more concerned with the product and the reward as opposed to the actual experience or the joy of creating just to create.
So what if it’s shouting into a void? If it brings joy to express yourself, why can’t we just let it rip without the anxiety of having to make it mean something.
It’s been almost two years since I made a post here, and while I have trouble reconciling how much time has passed, I would like to make a humble attempt to breathe new life into this space. I don’t have any expectations, I kind of just want this to be a lighthouse of various musings, poems, ideas and vibes that’ll find whoever is meant to find it.
If that’s you, hello! Welcome, and thanks for being here.
If it’s not, and you’ve made it this far, thank you for sharing space with me very briefly.
If you’re still with me, and ready for the transition into what I’ll be sharing today, without further ado, I’d like to share this poem I wrote this morning while walking my dog.
More to come as it comes.
Until next time, whenever that may be. x
