I´m in deep thinking, and I guess that is a bit of my writing process as well as my living process. When I started to write I was affecting it. The way I was, my experiences, my thoughts and feelings were all expressed in my writing somehow. As a teenager I did what most teenagers do – I wrote poems. But now I´m thinking that my writing has gotten its own life, and that it affects me. I´m just not sure I´m happy anymore, with the way it affects me.
I will do an experiment starting tomorrow – I will just write happy pieces to see if that makes me happier. The experiment will last for about a month before I check how it´s going. Then I will see how to continue. It´s not a promise, just an idea. Let´s see what happens!