:: momentum. in a restless heart.

I guess I can’t give myself a hard time for missing a journal entry on 1/2/15. I mean it’s been years since I devoted time to putting pen to paper, fingers to keyboard, thoughts to written word. I never thought I would go through a time when I wasn’t reading, writing, creating something. But the last few years have been that. Instead? It’s been the years of gaming.

Is it sad that I have what was left of my OD saved on every computer in hopes that I will become that writer/blogger again. I was an open book back then, allowing so many of my readers to guide me, help me, push me toward a life I wanted. I miss that connection. I was incredibly sad to lose that (even though I hadn’t written in years). It was still a tiny piece of who I was. Am. Who I am.

All that aside. Here I am now. And I wonder if I’m even the same person. I’m Jess. But what Jess is this? Who have I come undone to be. I guess I’ll be figuring that out as I get back into writing. So many things unravel when you put meaning in your words and explore yourself through writing.

And you always have to start with what you are before you see who you are.

So, for now. I’ll put down what I am.

33.
nursing student.
part time employ.
failure to launch.
friend.
gamer.
writer. (I am writing… eh, I’ll go with it.)

Right now, this is what I am.

(Wow. That was more than I expected to write.)

-Jess.