Once again, I find myself struggling to come up with anything to write. It feels as if my thoughts are stagnating, waiting for something to ignite them. On days like this, one might question whether I should even attempt to write. Yet, here I am, typing these quiet, meandering words.
I often feel a strong urge to write daily—it feels like a ritual or a grounding force in my life. Perhaps the act of writing is more significant than the content itself. Maybe not every entry needs to be profound; perhaps it simply needs to be candid.
I have a trip planned for the end of this month, and everyone around me seems to be filled with excitement—talking about itineraries, packing lists, and the adventures that await. But I must admit, I’m feeling anxious. It’s not that I don’t want to go; it’s just that the anticipation manifests differently in my body. While others experience butterflies, I tend to feel knots.
Perhaps it’s the shift in routine, the unpredictability, or simply the overwhelming nature of travel. I wish I could share in their excitement, but at the moment, I find myself sitting with a quiet sort of anxiety. Maybe as the date of the trip approaches, my enthusiasm will grow.
The house is particularly quiet today. Occasionally, I think that silence allows me to focus, but today it feels a bit too still. It’s amusing how the absence of sound can weigh heavier than noise itself. Sometimes, it’s easier to accomplish tasks when there’s life around—like the soft hum of a TV in another room, the clinking of dishes, or the distant murmur of conversation.
Currently, I’m at a standstill with a coding problem, so I’m taking a break. This morning, I scheduled two appointments for Lexi. The first is for a hearing test, where they will discuss a new hearing aid. They’ll also evaluate her old ones, although they are no longer under warranty. The second appointment is a dental check-up, as she hasn’t had one in quite a while. July and August will be busy months filled with appointments, and I know Kel won’t be thrilled about the driving she’ll have to do. Sometimes, I find myself wishing I had my own car so I wouldn’t have to rely on others for transportation as much.
I also need to make an eye appointment since I’m due for one. I’ll take care of that later. Given how far out the appointments are, it will likely be close to next year before I actually have my appointment.
In the meantime, I’m going to make myself some tea and tackle this coding problem again. I also need to go to the store later to pick up some lettuce for Tommy’s lunch, likely heading to Walmart since I have medication to collect there as well. I just heard from Kel; she doesn’t seem eager to go out again, so she offered her salad mix for Tommy’s lunch. I suppose I can get my medication later.
