Written Whispers

Lots of good writing lately. Mostly prompts but as I’ve discovered recently prompts can inspire so much more and unlock doors I never knew were closed. I’ve noticed that I tend to get inspired more often by random things when I start doing prompts at this rate. It’s not a bad thing but sometimes after writing a long passage I’ll have to lay down for a moment, mentally exhausted. On one hand it’s a nice feeling and on the other hand… I’m not so sure. I suppose the mind like any muscle must ache at times when we rigorously exercise parts that hadn’t been quite used that way for some while.

I’ve been contemplating something for a bit. Part of me cringes as the idea but… it could serve a purpose. A lot of my online friends write fan fiction. I’ve read a little here and there and every once in awhile I find myself coming up with alternative plots. It seems like an interesting way to practice writing without going through the process of back story and character creation. Don’t get me wrong I find both to be fun but sometimes it’s nice to just work on the meat of a story. The everything else.

I’m still not sure but it’s in my thought pattern so chances are I’ll probably give it a go. After all a path never traveled is an adventure never experienced and what a loss that would truly be. I already do a lot of reviewing. *shrug* I don’t know.

Instead of going out today like I thought I was going to my Hunny and I stayed home. It was good because he really needs a break. Class five days a week and work the other two would certainly be too much for me to handle. Sometimes I wonder how he does it. It still kind of wanted to get out of the house today but in the end I’m glad I didn’t. I need to rest more. Let my lungs be easy and not move around too much. Plus I got a ton of writing done.

I go back to work tomorrow. I think I’m on the schedule for the next four days. *sigh* That’s honestly enough to take it out of me plus the chances of me ending up working with the one coworker, you know the mean one with a temper, throughout the whole week. I don’t look forward to that.

I’m not even looking forward to payday. My next two or three checks have to go towards paying off some tax discrepancy of some sort but I don’t feel like talking about it. Makes me depressed.

On that note, the last one there, I am feeling a lot better. Getting stronger in dealing with this new level of emotions and memories. It seems I’m  having more asthma attacks at work than at home but the weird emotional surges are happening everywhere. By my calculations this is the third month it’s been going on.

Work might try to pull me back into line running again. Not sure if I’m going to go after what they did to me last time. It’s better hours, less working with people I dislike, but… I’m not sure. My Hunny wouldn’t have to fret about money quite so much if I could get in a better position at work but I’m just not sure I could go through ‘that’ again.

I’m getting a second job elsewhere. I have to turn my application in and try not to hold breath. If I don’t get it I’ll apply some other place. I’ll take the bus if I have to work further from home though both my Hunny and I would rather not go down that route. If I go back into that one position at work and get another job I’ll have three in truth. I’ll still be working part time in my current department.

The two jobs at the same place combined won’t really make me much more money unless I take more hours. I can only take more hours in the department I ‘was’ in that they want me back in though. I can’t take the strain on my back for more hours in my current department. Then I could split my remaining hours conscious between school work and the other place.

I know. It doesn’t sound very fun but I have to do what I have to do. I can’t just stop working at my current place. I can’t afford it and I can’t just quit my one department, the one that puts me through so much pain. Even if I start working again in the other one they won’t let me quit that one. I’m the only one who manages things and knows where everything is.

*sigh* Sometimes I feel mighty trapped but it’s times like these that I learn to appreciate stuff. It could always be worse. Yeah, it could be better too and I have no doubt I’ll get there sooner or later but in the mean time I need to practice patience and earn some strength for my struggles. Even if this path sucks at the moment, I’m not walking it empty handed.

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