Five Minute Friday: Write

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This week's theme: Write

Funny how this prompt is the exact thing I was thinking about.

What happened to writing just to write? I remember writing without effort in my notebooks, with pencil. I used to write poetry. My mechanical pencil would run out of eraser as I would delete and rewrite my ideas. 

After a while I started typing up my poetry. I joined one of those poetry forums. I would poem and prose to my hearts content. I'd even type up a poem or two at work. As long as I saved my work and no one minded my short mental breaks from monotonous working, I'd write.

Now at the height of the technological age where any writing could be written and posted in a matter of seconds, you would assume I'd have more time to write. I have a smart phone. I have a tablet. I have hundreds of possibilities to research content and connect with other writers. 

But I don't write poetry anymore. The thrill of writing is gone. Not to mention, penmanship is long gone. I wish I could write better in cursive. I love calligraphy. Most teachers have stopped teaching cursive. Can't you see that this is needed? Writing comes from the heart. It allows the movement of the pen. It works the mind to make connections and express true emotion. It is needed.

I am working my way back to the paper and pen. No one needs to see what I write. I thought I stopped writing because I didn't want to write about sad things anymore. I am past the sad emotion phase. I want to write about all the thoughts that enter my mind. 

I used to say once I get my thoughts out on paper I can process them. No paper, no process.

Five Minute Friday: Last

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This week's theme: Last

This is the last day, the time that I have been waiting for. Tomorrow starts a new direction in my life. Whatever happens, I know I will be changed by the events of the next week. 

I will be flying by myself for the first time. I've flown with family, but never completely on my own. The thought of being completely alone is exciting and odd. I've never been away from family, alone for 8 days. Imagine the feeling I will get if I get this job and I live there for years. I know I will visit my family regularly. But I will dearly miss them.

This is my first time on my own. The first time I live alone. The first time I have been to California. The first for many things, but it will not be my last. I can't want for this adventure to start, where I finally get to experience living on my own. Things will change soon after that, but I am holding on to the moments of silence, to learn more about God, and to grow in maturity.

Five Minute Friday: Lonely

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This week's theme: Lonely

There are two different kinds of lonely.

There's the wandering type. The high school lonely. Standing in a crowded cafeteria, scanning every table, looking for a friendly face. The one who would not dare to speak up and ask if this seat is taken.
It's not that she is shy. She is afraid of the rejection. So she is labeled the school's "loner". No one would ever give her the time of day to sit and talk.

Then there is the joy of being alone, to spend time with one's thoughts. Sitting by a lake or water side, feeling the cool breeze and watching the trees sway in rhythm. When you have given up most of your life to help others in need, there is a need to be alone.

There's something about having time alone. But it's not a time to be sad, like the girl you used to know. It's a contemplative time, A reflective time. A time to clear your mind and gain strength to keep on going.

Maturity comes with spending quiet time alone. Some are still the wandering lonely.

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