The past few weeks consisted of nothing but these two things. But at this exact moment, I am scared. I’m scared I’ve invested too much of myself in Art.
I’ve read once that when you become an artist, all mediums open up to you. I feel like I’ve been spreading myself thin over all of these creative pursuits and that there’s nothing left for me to express.
I feel like a flat, uninspired pancake in dire need of maple syrup.
So today, I’m trying something new.
Other moments in Antipolo
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motherhood, writing, #hi
File this under "meaning to". Also filed under "but didn't".
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motherhood, beauty, Girl's Life
"I don't want people to say I'm beautiful."
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"Mommy, stay. Because you're the best mommy." She needed a partner in crime for the pouring. Today, she found one.
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motherhood, toddlerhood, mess
I need to do mess better.
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motherhood, Art, Beginnings
There is freedom in being a complete beginner and in saying I have no idea what I'm doing.
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motherhood, toddlerhood, Morning walk
Today, I let her win.
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motherhood
"I don't want to play with you." And there it is. Her unexpressed anger and sadness. In my head, I understand it; in my heart, it's a knife, twisted.
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motherhood, pregnancy, limbo
"Is it three weeks yet?" I'd told her that Baby Brother was coming in three weeks, three weeks ago. He was due. He was overdue.
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Discontent, Mid-life
There are sentences I know I would never, could never, write. Reading high-end shelter mags, feeling twangs of pen envy.
in Antipolo, Philippines