Nadia Writes Now?

      This excerpt happens pretty quickly after the first one (limited options- I'm gonna have to write more 😱). I really enjoyed writing this section. When I was younger (think most of childhood through till mid-twenties) I did theater, acting classes, and studying singing. These things have one thing in common, performing in front of others, and I have a wicked case of stage freight. To have something I loved doing connected to something I violently hated, was tough. The real conflict would occur when I forgot a line or right before I had to sing a solo. My vision would narrow, an oppressive silence would squish me, the blinding heat from the stage lights would burn me, and I would only be able to hear the pounding of the blood being pushed past my ears to on it's way to my brain in complete stasis. It only ever was seconds long but it felt like an eternity. Just thinking of the moments when that happened, because I remember everyone of them, transports me there t...

     Most days I wake up and think about the things I want to do: go for a run, clean, and write. Those usually top my daily to do list. But at some point, usually pretty early in the day I get distracted. A few hours pass and I think, well I'll do it all tomorrow. But tomorrow never really comes.       I had planned on writing more posts between the last ones and now. But tomorrow never came. So this morning I decided I didn't want to go on my run, I started cleaning up a bit, but as soon as I sat down I opened the blog. It seems I need to kind of brute force my way to productivity, or negotiate (ok Nadia you can skip exercise but you have to write one thing at least). I've been coming up with different plans and schedules. But things just so easily fall to the wayside. This is especially true when big-ish things throw a wrench in my quiet and boring life.       I like routines and predictability (I know 🥱so boring). But for Chri...