I started a new job last week. I am now working at a non-profit in a department that helps feed individuals who are home bound because of AIDS and other medical conditions. Lifting groceries, cleaning the warehouse, driving all over Seattle and making deliveries to individuals and families makes me feel accomplished. I’m tired at the end of the day because of exhaustion from actually doing work, instead of staring at a computer all day. I haven’t started doing any writing, but I can already feel a positive change. Yesterday when I was on the bus I was looking at all the interesting individuals around me. I noticed a man’s iPhone background of his kids and I started thinking about a back story to his life. I haven’t had that feeling of creation in a while. Hopefully it will come back and I’ll start writing again.
I’m amazed how much I enjoy working.