I can’t write lately.
My moods are improving. Things seem to be leveling out. Medication doses stabilizing. Hormonal birth control abandoned. Therapy twice a week.
But I sit down to write and…
It’s like I’m all dried up. All talked out. Like everything has been scoped out from every angle and I have nothing left to say about it.
Instead, I want to take long walks to nowhere. Afternoon naps. Want to find a hobby, an escape that has nothing to do with words.
Or maybe I just feel stuck in general. We’re floating in that place between leaving and staying. Deposit down for a new place hundreds of miles away, but no move-in date.
My fingers itch to start putting things in cardboard boxes, to sign up for yoga classes I can walk to from our new apartment. To set up my new office and establish a new routine.
But instead I have to sit by the phone and hope our new manager will call and say, “Construction will be done next week, for sure. Move in whenever you’re ready!”
I float. Feeling like I already soaked up everything I can from this soil, but unable to leave.
Ever hopeful that maybe when we do things will start making sense again. That words will form into sentences. That my vision won’t blur around the edges. That I won’t feel like crying for no fucking reason. That it will make a difference.
Ruby Pipes 
I hate that feeling! You’re ready to go and your reality is not. Always upsetting to the system to have upheaval of your base, very unsettling, even when it’s time to go. Hang in there and do something you would not normally do, do one thing you have always wanted to do where you are living now, find the beauty in where you are right now, there’s a reason you’re still there.
LikeLike
I like that. I can play tourist here a little longer. I’m sure it’s all just about a shift in the way I’m thinking. But guuuuuuuh!
LikeLiked by 1 person
get yourself a mandala coloring book. its been proven to ground a person and help anxiety and all that. i find it very relaxing.
LikeLike
I was actually just looking at coloring books last night! I’ll pick one up.
LikeLike
i print mandalas off the internet for free..some really god ones on there. i find coloring grounding and meditative; jigsaw puzzles too, but i wouldn’t start one of those before moving.
LikeLike
Oooh! That’s a great idea. I picked up a coloring book this morning. Spent a good two hours totally tuned into it. So cool.
LikeLike
I hate it when I feel like I have to write, want to write, but at the same time it is the absolute last thing I want to do. Sometimes there is so much going on that I just don’t know where to start, or I’ve already overthought it so much that the idea of going back there again makes me feel ill. Going for walks and coloring are great releases. Yoga, too. But sometimes, if I’m in a safe place, I’ll just start writing about the flower box outside the window or the dusty curtains. And soon I find myself transported somewhere totally new.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I like the reminder to just write about SOMETHING. It doesn’t have to seem interesting or important initially. It’ll get there. Or maybe it won’t and that’s okay, too.
LikeLike
But you Did write! You wrote about what it is like to be caught mid-way. You described the itchiness of antipation. You did it perfectly, and you made a difference
LikeLiked by 2 people
Thank you so much. That’s a really good point.
LikeLike
Soooonnn… .
So excited for you ❤
LikeLike
Me, too!
LikeLike
I have definitely found myself in a rut numerous times. It is rough. Just need to find the one thing that gets you started on a new routine.
LikeLike
There’s gotta be something, right? I keep feeling like everything is pointless because we’ll be changing it all up soon, but that can’t be true.
LikeLike
I am currently in a spot of transition. It is a hard one because I am having to deal with my loner attitude. Plus, getting sick is making me stop temporary so I have to really focus on this change.
LikeLike
It seems we’re always transitioning, doesn’t it? It’s always something. But they’re all different. Maybe we’re getting better at it.
LikeLike
You sound so much like me, I feel like this all the time– I hope you can move soon and start your new routines, there’s definitely some special kind of joy when you get somewhere new and get to reset, that feeling has definitely made me a bit of a travel/moving addict. Although I don’t know about this “can’t write” business, this post was beautifully written and very relatable!
LikeLike
There is, isn’t there? I know you’re always the same person and you’re going to do many of the same things, but moving makes such a huge difference for me. Especially since I’ve been very angry at Seattle for quite some time now. I’ll be so relieved just to GET OUT.
And thank you. 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Ah okay now you actually are me! I’m in Seattle too and have been angry at it and wanting to get out! I’ve got an escape plan in place for October!
LikeLike
HAHAHA! Goodness. I love it. Where are you headed?
LikeLike
like someone above said, you did write.
i identify, with the in-between and with the not writing..i just can’t lately. I actually write a lot but it’s all half finished, makes no sense except to me, more thann i want to publish, etc….
it’s fine. so i don’t write.
cultivating the okay in what we do or don’t do is important, i think…no judgement, no hurry, no pressing need .
hundreds of miles away?
that sounds exciting
LikeLiked by 1 person
Being okay with what I do and don’t do is something I’ve never been very good at. But cultivating is a good word for it. I like to think I can learn.
It is exciting! We’re moving from Seattle to just outside of Portland. I’m really excited to get a bit more breathing room.
LikeLike
I relate so much to this. Instead of writing, I find it hard for me to create things lately. I recently moved this month and I get an office to myself but don’t have a desk or any organization in it yet. I totally know how you feel! You will feel better once you move and everything will come to you in a new and different way. It gets better. And you did make a difference! 🙂
LikeLike
Oh my goodness. I so feel for you. My husband was gracious enough to give up his home work space for me tonight, so I finally have a desk for the first time since March. Not my own space, but a good consolation prize for our postponed move.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Hug
Take the break. Let the words marinate inside while you care for your physical health.
They will return
LikeLiked by 1 person
I like this idea! It’s so hard for me to give myself any leeway. Even though all my deadlines are self-imposed, I feel like I just HAVE to get so much done every day. Perhaps learning to cut myself some slack will be my project this month.
LikeLike
Are there any little things about your current area that you will miss? Things you can walk to that will be too far away at the new place? Coffee shops or restaurants? Parks? Try to think of the things you’ve enjoyed about where you are, because soon everything will be new! xo
LikeLike
This is a great idea. It’s really easy for me to just say, “I’m so sick of this place. When we move I’m going to be able to…” But I’m sure there are things I can do now that I won’t be able to do later. I’ll seek those things out.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I think sometimes while thinking we can’t do something, we actually prove to ourselves that we really can. Which is exactly what you just did, you wrote and you made people connect with a post about not writing. Sit with that for a bit. ( I say smiling)
LikeLike
This is so true. It’s so hard to remember, but it is so true. I’m always astounded at the things I end up doing when I think I can’t do them.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Is it ‘stuck’ or is it ‘hover’?
Stuck implies a permanence that I don’t think applies. Your words are beautiful, as always, and suggest a kind of butterflies’ dance.
You flit to the phone to the plans you are making to the phone and back to the window to look out at what you are leaving.
You hover over your words and think on them and wonder if they are gone, when in fact, they are right there.
Or so it seems to me, from here.
I agree with a previous couple of commenters: take a break, take a long walk to your favorite haunts. Touch that crumbly brick wall you adore, kick up newly fallen leaves in a park you might miss.
LikeLike
You’re right. I think “hover” is a much better word for it. Thank you so much for encouraging me to find things to enjoy about this space and not focus so much on the leaving.
LikeLike
It’s like giving birth–you gotta breathe through the pain. Something wonderful is at the end of it all–even if it is just the end of transitioning.
LikeLike
Breathe through it. That’s such an important reminder. And especially to remember that there is a “through it”. It’s not going to just be like this from now on.
LikeLiked by 2 people
Even stuck, it’s nice to hear what inside
LikeLike
Thank you.
LikeLiked by 1 person