Writer's Block?

I've long desired to write. Ever since I was little, I dabbled in fiction and poetry and the like. Turns out I'm god-awful at poetry, but I can come up with some decent story-telling when the mood strikes me.

And that is the problem. The mood generally strikes me when I'm busy working... far away from a computer, with no time to even jot down ideas. (Interesting note: did you know that people once wrote things down on paper? How bizarre!) By the time I get home, my ideas no longer inspire me, or I've forgotten them, or I'm too tired to think straight and just go to bed only to repeat the miserable cycle!

But I don't actually consider it writer's block, mind, because I'm certainly not a writer. Not yet. I need to be writing stuff before I can call myself a writer!

Yet when the desire is there, and the free time is available, I always find myself staring at a blank word document. What gives!?

Where did the summer go!?

Obviously, blogging is one of the first things to go when my life gets too busy.

I'm meaning to get back into the habit of posting, if for no other reason than that I desperately need more practice at writing.

Sidebar: I've been debating the idea of getting augmented, if such a thing was available. I think I'd go with minor neural augmentations while retaining all my limbs and organs intact. Maybe then I could finally learn to play more than a few children's tunes on the violin?

I love that my job involves lots of travel. I've been able to see the four seasons of my beautiful Mountain State like never before, and consistently stumble upon cool things to see and do that I never knew existed.

If nothing else, my time in Japan helped awaken the inner tourist within me. Plus, my time away has helped me to really see West Virginia with fresh eyes - Always before, I took its beauty for granted.

And yet I possess a thirst for a more urban existence. Inexplicably, I long to replace my green hills with steel ones, my sleepy towns with bustling crowds. I've always longed for "the city", ever since I was a kid. I remember saying I'd live in NYC someday. (Since then, I've found out how grungy NYC can be... especially if you don't have a lot of money!)

I'm not sure where I'll end up in the next few years, but I know that my time in my home region is a brief rest before setting out on my journey once more.