You know that feeling when you’re trying to remember a really good dream after you wake up? That’s how I’ve been feeling lately when I listen to La La Land. I feel like it’s supposed to inspire me somehow. But I can never quite grasp it.
If I’m being honest, I was starting to get a little sick of the music. Then one day last week I stopped singing along and just listened.
That is so much more powerful.
It moved me.
I feel inspired to do something–I just don’t know what it is I’m supposed to do.
It calms me, which is actually enough right now. It centers me.
My life has been a lot more hectic since we got back from Hawaii. Next week will be the first really normal week, schedule-wise.
So I suppose I’ve needed that one steady thing to bring me back from the craziness.
I think I’m in for a year of self-discovery.