What am I doing?

It is so easy to slip into a pattern of stagnancy and immobility. It's so easy to just drift through life with each passing day feeling just like the one before it. I have been forcing myself to make an intentional mark on each day of my life. It is my goal to create and be productive daily. In the past couple of days I've just been tired--completely exhausted.

I guess this bit of writing is something. Really, with two children to chase, everyday I achieve something. But, as rewarding as child-rearing can be, it isn't the same as taking a moment to think and create. This is just my thoughts streamed onto the screen. I bet none of this even makes any sense.