I woke up in the middle of the night last night at about 4 am with a burning desire to write. Too tired though. I needed the beauty rest.

I tried to Twitter about it but I was barely conscious and somehow wrote the whole thing out on my phone, but missed posting it. Lately, the writing mood has been sporadic and fleeting for me. I am wondering if it is due to being busier as old friends pop up in my life, the promotion at work requiring more of me, and the Christmas obligations increasing. I am hoping it is a combination of those things, as opposed to being the onset of writer’s block. I am really excited to continue writing the story I started a few weeks ago. I will have to make time for it this week in between work and working out.

Went to a holiday party last night for work and took my dad as my date. He treated me like a Princess all night… Probably one of the best dates I’ve ever had. I feel like he helped set the standard for me last night. The next guy who wants anything to do with me will have quite a bit to measure up to, and I am happy about that. It is pretty clear to me and mine, I’ve had pretty shaky standards the past 9 years of my dating life.

The past has been leaving me alone over the past few days and what a relief that’s been! I feel myself straining at the bit, looking toward the future, ready to get started on the rest of my life, whatever that may be. I want to start my career in writing and literature and start it soon. At least I have a direction now, instead of drifting aimlessly like I was for so long. Things are looking up!

I promise a longer post later.