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Wednesday, April 14, 2010
I wrote stuff today. WORDS. In a STORY. And not just words-that-I-added-as-I-aimlessly-went-back-through-"editing"-because-I-had-no-motivation-to-actually-write. REAL WORDS. An entirely new scene. And it SUCKED. Hugely and profusely and painfully, and no one will ever ever read it. But I wrote it and it was glorious, and after I closed my laptop and packed up all my random stuffs (I'd created quite the little cocoon in one of the lobbies at mi universidad), I was
*wait for it*
Happy, for the first time in a long, long time. Truly and unabashedly content. I walked to class, and it was sunny and warm, and all I wanted to do was lie in the grass and soak it in. For the first time in two years, I felt legitimately happy with who I was. I'd forgotten what that was like. To write something, ANYTHING, and find such joy in just creating. It's beautiful.
Speaking of beautiful: there's a movement going around that I find absolutely amazing. I channeled my new-found contentedness by spreading post-its all over my campus (sorry cleaning folks; but you're beautiful too!). It's strangely invigorating to leave mystery notes to people. So spread the happiness, yo! Keep the love flowin'.