This is an Experiment
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The other day I was filled to the brim with imagination and creativity. I felt productive and motivated — I had this completely out of sorts idea to log my caregiving journey as a rpg survival game log and wasn't feeling loathsome about it.
The day had gone on as usual (um... a rollercoaster), but I had also managed almost 8 hours of sleep and was in a great mood. I created FOR SOMEONE, wrote out a blog post, reviewed what I wrote, and scribbled down ideas on how I could shorten it, adding quirks like an XP and a points system. I thought about adding tidbits for when I found a new caregiving tool (Item Obtained) or learned a new word from my dad's medical team.
I knew it would be difficult, but somehow I saw the light and hoped someone out there could relate to how I'm coping.
The next day however, was absolutely terrible and I couldn't find it in me to creatively write all the things that happened in an upbeat (or charming) way. It's just not a positive experience for me.
Some things happen. And some things don't. It's too early to pull the plug though because there are still things swirling in this head of mine.
So fuck the original thought.
I'll come back with something else.
For the unforeseeable future — a log of caregiving wins because overall, I think that's the space I'm seeking to create.