If I go too long without running, I start feeling restless. Work has been insane enough to keep me from either trail or gym as of late, and it's getting to me.
Worse, though, has been the lack of time for writing.
Someone once gave the advice to aspiring writers: If you don't have to write, then don't, and spare yourself the agony. I once went for a few of years without really writing, so perhaps I belong in that category. But I came back to it when life hit a really rough patch.
The writing itch really hits me when I'm stressed, and I think that says something. It's not that I find writing relaxing — far rom it — but that even the agonies of writing are preferable to any other kind of misery. I don't think I ever would have stopped writing if I hadn't known that I could come back to it anytime.
I'm hoping for a breather this weekend, and a couple thousand words.
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