My Plans for 2024
What am I about this year?
There is chaos that clings to my thoughts like algae on a river. I pull myself in many directions. I have ideas, so many ideas. Some glimmer, form and unform. Some make it into the world and take on a life of their own. Some retreat back to the dark spaces of my desk drawer.
This year, I want to bring more projects into the light.
This year, I want my creative waters to run clear.
A plan to make a plan
In order to understand where I am going, I must look to where I have been.
My 2023 was about deepening the poetic self. It was about blogging from the ground up and exploring alternative ways of living. It was about learning and failing and learning again.
It was not about money or career or stability or socialisation. In many ways, it was a lonely, hard year. It had challenges and triumphs. Breakthroughs and breakdowns. It was about experiencing the reality of being broke and living for the art. It was about immersing myself in the fertile soil beneath a comfortable existence.
It was also about getting organized and laying the foundation stones for this year, this moment in the now. Not materialistically, for I do not own much. But spiritually, poetically and emotionally. I…
