Sunday, March 20, 2022

Motivation




Do you ever get that feeling of not feeling motivated to do anything, and you just want to stay in bed all day? Yeah, me tooπŸ˜”



 Feeling motivated can be hard sometimes, and most of the time it's just nice to stay in bed. Now here's when it gets tricky, you never want to force yourself to do work because then it's likely you won't give it a 100%. But if you wait until you feel motivated enough to do the work then it may never get done or you could miss the deadline. So how can one fix this dilemma? 

LolπŸ˜‚ I'm still trying to figure that out. I would love to hear some strategies you guys use to get yourselves motivated to do some work. As of right now, my wonderful boyfriend is helping me keep my focus. He's great at it, but I know I can't rely on him or anyone for that matter to keep me motivated.

I am thinking about working for thirty minutes at a time and then taking ten-minute breaks. We'll see how that goes🀞


Saturday, March 19, 2022

Lost Girl

 This is a poem I wrote for my intro to creative writing class. The assignment was to write about something you miss or want back. I wrote about wanting to go back to my childhood, which I'm sure some could relate to. Poetry is not my forte, but I'm learning. Heads up, it does sound like a short story in a poem layout.
😊EnjoyπŸ˜€

Lost Girl
When I was a little girl I wanted to go to Neverland.
To be among the fox, bear, twin raccoons, skunk, and rabbit.
What animal would I be? 
A wolf among them I would be.
I would howl at the moon with all my might.
Attack the rabbit like it was my prey.
We would tousle with each other to the ground, the dust covering us
Like a blanket given on a cold night.
We would laugh knowing we were never enemies.
Fox would teach me how to shoot bows and arrows. 
He'll be the older brother I never had.
Straight-line we would fall when Peter Pan arrives. 
The euphoric feeling, I would get when he praise me
For a shot I made.
Or the drooping of my wolf ears when he scolds me for fighting
With rabbit.
The feeling of pleasure when he won his fights against the villainous Captain Hook.
Flying with Tinkerbell feeling limitless.
Sleeping with nature looking at the stars.
Swimming with the mermaids, amazed at their beauty.
Free I would be like a wild animal that's been trapped.
A child I would stay.
Staying a child is what I’m after.
Who wouldn't want to live like that?
Alas, those can only be blissful dreams.
At eighteen I realized Peter Pan can be the hero
Or villain.
Children would call him a hero who saved them 
From the beast known as adulthood
Adults would call him a villain, a pedophile who
Snatched kids away.
Me, I see him as a child who didn’t want to grow up.
A child who saw the world for what it was.
A child who has been traumatized beyond recognition.
A child who wanted to stay a child.
Sadly, we can never stay children,
But we would have the memories.
I may not be at Neverland physically,
But mentally I am there.