So...tired...

It's all about this 1922 edition of Grimm's Fairy Tales right now.

"Enchanted castle,
Where there were nothing but cats
Who were her servants"

Bloggers Gotta Blog

I am maybe bad at forming habits. Which can be very helpful. Like, my smoking habit didn't last too long. Haven't yet felt in danger of forming other harmful habits/addictions. I do brush my teeth and put on deodorant every day. My mom helped shame me into forming those habits in my early teens.

But I sure would like to be able to form new habits on purpose--like exercising, meditating, checking in with friends and family, and...oh...I dunno...writing a damn poem a day.

I have heard there is a period for which you have to do a thing for it to become a habit. The internet seems to agree on 21 days. My longest streak on this blog was way back when I first started it: 13 days in March 2013.

I guess I thought having it be public would help keep me accountable. Like having a gym buddy or an AA sponsor. Of course, the internet doesn't notice when one halfassed poet skips a day (or several weeks). But if anyone out there has an idea about how I could do more of what I want to do, leaving comments is still free of charge.

Haiku for the Things I Wish I Did

If I have to think
Then it's already too late.
Let it be like breath.