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This is the wall. The blank page at 10:19 PM, eyes threatening to close, blinking in the heavy way that speaks of denied sleep. The wall that is a week of conferences, eight last night, 6 today, and 6 more ahead. The wall is not a lack of ideas. The wall is a lack of energy. I am willing the keys to be pressed and the words to appear on this wall of white. There is a challenge. There is a goal. There is a stubborn need to get to the end. The white wall of blankness is pushing my limits in this moment of sheer willpower overriding exhaustion…………………………………………………………………..This is the drifting space in which my thoughts disengage and I realize I am staring at a blank space where the next word should go, but my fingers have stopped and my eyes are actually staring through more than at. I might need to call this moment cooked. Teaching and writing daily is a challenge. I’m not sure what to call teaching, and writing daily, and conferences, and also trying to be ready for a trip to visit my son on the other side of the world. This is the night where I have nothing left to offer. I will stop, post and comment on three.