Paperroses

Gotta sleep early. Starting blog post with no clear direction.

Seems that I have lately avoided being deathly depressed over wasting the time I have been afforded in this life. I don't feel as intensely as I did then, but it feels similar. Again, I feel like I have something I have to do but I'm not doing it. I wonder what it is.

While I was writing, it felt pretty clear. Write more, feel better. It worked, I guess. I still have revisions that I should be doing. I feel like I should start writing something else though.

Maybe this is a kind of "distancing period" where I busy myself with other things in order to come back to my story with a more objective point of view. I guess I should trust my feelings more.

I think I'm being taught to trust my feelings more. It's been a while since I trusted them. Maybe

Spoiler for Religious Content: 

God

doesn't want that. Maybe He wants me to be more balanced.

Guess there's never an end to this "learning" thing. Guess I'll have to trust my feelings more. Guess I'm thinking too much. After all, why would I have feelings if I would just ignore them.

Heart, mind, and soul. Too much mind, not enough heart? What's a soul?

Questions. Again with the questions, which is good. Means I'm being asked. Means that answers will come soon.