Ten Minutes: ...yeah, I know.

How interesting that if it's something I don't want to do or something I don't feel like doing, ten minutes seems like a very long time. Over the last couple of days I've had many ideas of things I would like to write (read: to blog) about but when it comes to putting figurative pen to figurative paper, I can't seem to do it.

Moreover, it seems I'm more likely to write about negative things (frustrations, losses, etc.) but I don't want to inaccurately portray my daily life. I think I'm more likely to write about negative things because the expression of them is helpful in terms of coping or working through. Writing about positive things is just more work! (And in this season, ten minutes of hard work writing is daunting!) Writing is not part of how I process positive things. If I write about them, it's usually to celebrate, edify, or even just to have a record of the incident. It's a description from afterward, not a realtime exploration from within, like it is with negative or unpleasant things.

So... if I want to get something on "paper" quickly each day, I end up with more negative and neutral posts. If I want to post something positive (and this is extra important to me presently because the incidence of positive experiences has been growing over the last couple of months to a level I have literally never known), I need to drum up or wait for the wherewithal sit and discipline it out. This simply has not been happening--and ironically, that makes me sad.