how could i have nothing to write about, right? i don’t know, lately i wanted to write a blog but couldn’t think of interesting enough things to write about. but then again maybe what i write isn’t really all that interesting in some sense. it’s still valuable to me that i can express myself and that i am connecting with others with the blogs.
in my wednesday group, someone mentioned how she can’t write anymore. to be precise, she said she couldn’t write anything good anymore. i told her that even if right now she feels that she can’t write anything interesting that the process of writing is still valuable. and i really believe that. i don’t think creative moments just strike us very often. instead, when we do “creative” things regularly, once we start doing it then we might find that creative juices start to flow.
i think i read an interview somewhere where the artist says that he or she religiously paints or writes and sticks to a rigorous work hours whether he or she feels creative or not. it’s true, when you start to write or paint or whatever, sometimes the sense of creativity and energy may come after you start, as you are engaged in the process.
i think maybe i have not been thinking about things so that i can avoid questions about the “meaning” of my life. i don’t know if i can finish my program, if i finished what i am going to do after i finish, and more importantly, what i would like to do with my life. living each day, trying to be productive each day is what i’ve been trying to do. maybe that’s all i can do at the moment.