Ohio. An uninspired grey November day. Cold weather without snow feels like an insult, a lost opportunity. Dragged myself through a five-mile run and ninety minutes of novel editing. The most important thing I’ve learned over the years is to show up, especially when I don’t feel like it. Repetition is key. Repetition is where things get interesting. A shift in the light on the running trail. An unexpected connection on page 172. This journal is part of that repetition too.
There’s liberation in giving myself over to routine. I used to burn up so much energy worrying about when, where, what, and for how long. Add this quote from André Breton’s Surrealist Manifesto to the mix, and the daily grind becomes downright exciting: “Let yourself be carried along, events will not tolerate your interference. You are nameless. The ease of everything is priceless.”
