If we were having coffee, you would find me sitting outside in front of a computer. I’ve been focusing a lot on my writing lately, and today is no exception. Last weekend, I began trying to pinpoint my “voice” and I’ve been practicing with different styles of writing. I took a look at my blog, too, to see how or if it fit. One thing that struck me was the name of my blog: “Creo Somnium.” Sounds cool, right? Short, a little mysterious. Cooler than the original name: “I Didn’t Just Wake Up This Morning With A Craving.”
But I still love that name! It still makes me smile and it feels more in tone with me, though I couldn’t tell you why. Like, it’s me rather than someone I’m trying to be. I thought, how am I going to “find my voice” if I ignore the thing I find? (Which is something I’ve done before, ignored who I really am in effort to be what I want, and it sucked.)
So I changed the name back, and I think I’m going back to the color I associate with it, a red that I love.
If we were having coffee, we would talk about high school, because I would mention my reunion was last night. Do you know what ended up happening? 17 people went. Only 17. My graduating class was 400. So now they’re talking about doing another one.
I would tell you a story I thought about last night, since I was thinking about graduation: A few days before the ceremony, I remember learning the Macarena (which came out around that time) in the back of my friend’s truck bed.
Good times. Do you have any stories like that?