…being grateful, of course.
So this month, I’m going to try something that’s pretty corny and I’ll probably regret it but: Every day this month, I’m going to write about something for which I am grateful.
Today? I am grateful for second winds. I’ve been sucking wind these past few days, unable to rev up to my usual whirlwind status, and it struck me on Sunday that I’m either writing or thinking about writing or interviewing someone to write about them or I’m teaching writing. On Sunday, I gave a speech about homelessness — not about writing at all. I don’t know if the speech was any good, but it wasn’t about writing and I was happy.
I told myself in August, as I planned a freakishly busy semester (teaching five college courses, along with a buttload of steady freelance writing work) that if I could make it to November, I’d be home free. That has not been the case. Making it to November has meant saying yes and then turning around and saying no to things I’d really like to do. Making it to November has meant a few panicked moments in which I can’t remember why I’m in a particular room, but I have my glasses so maybe I was going to read? Making it to November has meant flying to the store because I promised to bring that thing and I forgot to get that thing to bring it.
Don’t get me wrong. I love writing. I love being a whirlwind, but there’s a limit. I forgot what it’s like to step away from the keyboard and, say, take a walk. So yesterday, as it was getting dark far too early, I stepped outside and took a walk. I sat on a bench until I got good and cold, and then I walked home.
And you know what? I came back with a second wind. And for that, I am grateful.
I don’t expect you to be corny, too, but if you want to join me in this, feel free to put in the comments something for which you feel grateful. Or feel free to call me corny. I won’t argue with you if you do.