Enough is enough.

Over the last half-year I've put too many things I love aside in the name of making money. However, I've been slowly resuming "me-time" again, and it feels great. Though one important part of my life is still absent from the picture...writing.

Blogs aren't good enough. They're great as a time capsule, but lack in spirit what I love about writing: Detachment.

There's 1 ugly problem to face though: things are too stable for me right now. For whatever reason creativity thrives in strife, and I've finally come to a point where I lack hardships. It's a hard thing to admit, but it's true.

Now, that's not to say things are easy for me, or that I'm living affluently...it's just that I've adapted to my new income to a point where I'm getting by on very little. My monthly "free spending" limit is $120.00, pretty small if I do say so myself. It's quite liberating in truth, but because all my essentials are being met, the hardest part of daily life is not spending past the allotted $120 dollars a month.

I guess the next struggle will be against stability. Pretty ironic I guess, but not surprising. What I need to learn now is how to inspire myself to create again, without the strife that once fueled those particular juices. Tonight I'm going to sit down and write. Here's to hoping it'll be as sweet as it was 9 months ago.

Many Nights DTC

Addison.