learn to play again

This goal is always worth the effort..it doesn’t even seem like “effort” anymore. I declare this goal DONE

This goal is going well. I seem to be able to feel the goofy side of life a little more these days. Not an exact science, but better than before.

Being of the artistic sort, imagination, silliness, and just plain ridiculousness(is that a word???) have always been my faithful companions. As of late, especially due to my emotional circumstances, I not only don’t have the energy, but the drive to do so. By doing so, I thought it would help me feel more accomplished..but it has actually made me feel less so. I think I have lost a big part of myself..and it has not helped with the circumstances at hand. It MAY even help with more of a positive outlook to deal. Because I also realized when I stopped “playing” life got really mundane and boring..and so did I. I realize my depression has a huge part in this as well, but maybe..just maybe..I can help the healing along. Can’t hurt.So at least once a week, I would like to do something silly. Like making papaer snowflakes. Coloring in a coloring book. Blowing bubbles(my utmost favorite). I’m open to silly suggestions:)