A Reflection: Two Months of I Used to be the Sun
There’s a trail of archival items from past relationships because I wanted to be able to revisit, to take my mind places that my heart couldn’t return to, and whenever possible, craft a narrative that made sense.
I don’t know if anyone else is like this, but I always tend to fall into a depressive state after completing a project. It doesn’t matter how successful it was or if it failed; eventually, the adrenaline wears off and I can’t get it together for at best, 48 hours, or at worst, months on end.
I think it was a shorter period this time, but it has taken me a minute to get back on track. Here’s my problem: I finish one project and before I properly celebrate, I turn around and jump into another. The constant planning and creating can get overwhelming, but it’s also hard to find a good time to intentionally slow down.
Here’s me trying to find a moment now.