I was going to write some sort of introspective post about spending time with my family for Thanksgiving and how the dynamic has changed since I've gotten older and how interesting it is to be "home" again even though it's not really home anymore at all, it's just the place I grew up. I have history back up there, but it finally feels like a chapter that has closed to make way for the present and the future. I can always go back, but it's never the same.
But I'm in the middle of a marathon laundry spree and my toes are cold because it's something like 27 degrees outside and BRR and anyway it's Saturday and I don't generally feel like blogging on Saturdays but it's NaBloPoMo so I have to.
So instead I shall tell you how I decided to be a complete hermit last night and I ordered a pizza and curled up on my couch in my sweatpants with my cat which is something I used to do all the time but haven't done in ages and, frankly, it was kind of nice. I ended up finally watching Brave because Target had the Blu-Ray on sale for $15 on Wednesday and I'd been wanting to see it because I have the softest of all soft spots for Pixar and I think the last few Pixar movies I've just gone ahead and bought without seeing and then I loved them. This was no different, and as a bonus, it didn't make me cry. (Up? Toy Story 3? I'M LOOKING AT YOU.)
So anyway I watched it and then I watched all the behind-the-scenes special features and then I felt the need to watch it again and it was still delightful and also now I want to learn how to shoot a bow and arrow. Because it seems like it would be a bad-ass thing to be good at. Which of course I wouldn't be. I think we tried doing archery once in gym class in middle school and I was awful at it, but, to be fair, nobody really showed us how to do it properly. But I don't even know how one would go about learning it and it would be completely impractical unless you were a hunter (which I'm not) or, like, good enough to compete in the Olympics or something (which of course I wouldn't be. I would have had to start like twenty years ago.)
Also I got done watching it the second time and it made me want to write. I always know I've seen a good movie or read a good book when it accidentally inspires me to create something of my own. I've been having waves of this lately, where I've been overcome with motivation and inspiration and I'm so close to actually harnessing it. Soon. A few weeks ago I went on a feverish writing spree and I thought I'd actually kickstarted A Project but I haven't touched it since then. Which... let's not focus on, because it makes me feel like a fail.
I'm itching to create something. To create something that I can finish. It's becoming harder and harder to ignore and more and more frustrating to come to terms with the fact that I've been trying to ignore it.
This is the thing I hate about NaBlo. I word-vomit up posts like this that are completely incoherent and useless simply for the sake of posting something. If this was any other month, I would have just taken the day off. I guess that's what happens when you're shooting for quantity over quality.
Only another week to go...