Rethink. Revamp

new face. new look.

trying desperately to forget about my earlier intruder, i resort back to the blog, posting my second entry of the day after a two month hiatus from the pastime.

i'm not sure, after 8 posts is it? whether or not the blog is for me... i enjoy it but it seems as though my inspiration comes sparingly after introducing my mind to the 9-5 grind, but i do seem to find consolation in knowing that what i produce here will become something of significance in relation to my snowballing success as a writer. or so it seems.

i look at it as my first project, my mini-memoir/novel/short story... which i wish to have in print complete with binding by the time i am 25. not this particular story, but several which seem to have shaped my career thus far as young professional in the city. the thoughts are all locked up safe in the mind, which distracts itself through incidents such as the previous we shall not mention, more often declaring itself tired enough to pass up creativity for 8 hours of good rest.

my boss travels quite frequently, giving speeches at conferences around the world, showing her expertise and understanding of the spa industry. i had the task of editing her speech for overlooked grammatical errors, and while editing, realized her words were effective, inspiring almost. even in her speech about trans-atlantic spa fusion, i found passion, excitement, and experience in her tone.

it wasn't that i was surprised, but impressed about how easily i was persuaded and attracted by the words of a speech, on a topic i know very little about, as content that empowers both the individual and those for whom its message is indented.

my blog feels lacking at times, as if i am trying to hard to write for something and not about something which has allowed me to do so in the first place. what did i miss in two months that could have been great for this wall? anything.

what will come tomorrow? if i'm lucky, my words are already there.