Feeling inspired

Today, I would like to honor another blog I follow, among the many. This one is by Safa Sofia. She is an exchange instructor at Universität Trier and has been writing about her experience thus far. In her most recent post she is apologetic about not posting to her friends and family in a while, but claims that she has been living simply, trying to save money, be a genuine friend and partner and be an effective educator all while looking for a full-time position within Europe while navigating the cultural differences between the US and Germany. Continue reading

I often feel like this since I started blogging. This is a funny thing. When I started blogging, it was to have release and to find purpose, or rather to direct my purpose in a more focused way. For the past six months I have writing my blog and am constantly amazed and interested in what people respond to, frequently feeling similarly to ‘Sweetmother’ here! The more I write and the more I read both online and in books, the more I realize falls under the point of my blog. The more I read online, the more I want to write. The more I dive deeper into my adopted culture, the more I want to write. I love this new (to me) world, I love to see how it is evolving and how I evolve because of it too.

Sweet Mother

The below is a list of what happens in my brain for the next 31 minutes after I hit “publish” each and everyday.  Note:  I only have about 1 original thought per minute, the other thoughts within that minute are variations of the original-thesis thought for that correpsonding minute.

 

Min 1:  “Did my post suck today?  It’s been a minute and there is only one “like”.  Maybe it sucked.”

 

Min 2:  “It’s Sunday, people don’t read very many blogs on Sunday, that’s a low-views day according to my stats.”

 

Min 3:  “Oh, wait, it’s Monday.  Okay, that is also a low-views day – so is Tuesday and Wednesday and hold on…”

 

Min 4:  “I should’ve written about my Mom.  People like it when I write about my Mom or my Wifesy.”

 

Min 5:  “I don’t think I should’ve capitalized Mom in that last minute…

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