It's been a week since I posted anything.
I've had a trip to the ER, had violent coughing fits (which potentially led to the ER visit), Abbie traveled to Seattle for work.
But I haven't written anything.
I've continued writing in my journal most days, but I haven't posted anything.
And then I stumbled across this from The War of Art:
The acquisition of a condition lends significance to one's existence. An illness, a cross to bear. Some people go from condition to condition; they cure one, and another pops up to take its place. The condition becomes a work of art in itself, a shadow version of the real creative act the victim is avoiding by expending so much care cultivating his condition.
I don't think that's what I'm doing, is it?
Then again, I've had strep throat twice this year. I've had a lingering cough since the last time I had it a couple months back, which turned into bronchitis and a sinus infection, which turned into this remaining lingering cough that is sometimes so violent that it may have thrown off my heartbeat, hence the ER visit last Sunday. One thing has turned into another, and turned into another, and turned into another...
I try not to make a big thing out of it when I'm sick. At least I think so. I try to not be a burden on those around me. I don't want to be that stereotypical guy who can't handle a cold.
I don't feel like I put energy into creating and cultivating these conditions, but I do know that they sap my energy for just about anything else.
While last Sunday, or Monday, or any day since I last posted would have been preferable to a week with no posts, I guess today is the next best day to get back on track.
So, I'm back. See you tomorrow.