Loving words

create
brother
mother
sister
joke
happy
break
fast pace
Grey's Anatomy
reading
Les Misérables
book
New York
fun
bright
Lucca
Sparky
love
dog
write
story
blogs
writing
marvelous
prompts
Christmas
bake 
crafts
decorating
hope
cookies
Neutral Words

daily
taekwondo
classes
driving
balancing act
TV
college
nightstand
dust
Puerto Rican
experience
parking lot
morning
anniversary
blank mind
studying
hour
short
long
novel-length
NaNoWriMo
month
daily
tips
learning
wish
house
two
stress-crafter


Exasperating Words

worries
traumas
anxiety-riddled mess
homework
graduate schools
to-do list
rant
freaking out
time
responsibilities
too young
masochist
too fast
disappears
Holocaust
The Divine Comedy
depressed
death
scarred
illness
test
too much to do
finals
tough
I'm very surprised at the results. Not because I'm not happy person, since I know that I generally am, but because the first thing I started to write about was my worries. A lot of the words in the "exasperating" column seem harsh, but they're out context, so you'll have to take my word for it when I say I'm not as crazy as it sounds. It's no surprise that, when I start talking about the book I'm reading, dogs or Christmas, happy words are going to come out. I didn't notice, while writing it, but I went from the things that sometimes keep me up at night to the things that make me smile. I wrote seven paragraphs, and most of the words in the "exasperating" column are from my first three paragraphs.

It's not the first time I do a stream-of-consciousness writing session. I actually do them quite a lot, especially when I have writer's block. I think it's fun, even though when I strike the wrong key or something I want to change it or use the wrong word I get a bit frustrated. The first time I did this I had no idea how to let the thoughts flow from my head to the page without thinking about it. With practice, it's pretty easy to open the gates and let the words come out. I do admit I've got a "monkey, monkey, underpants" situation, where one thought leads to another even if they don't make sense to anyone but me.

Through this exercise, I confirmed what I've always thought about myself. Even if I'm stressed and want to yell at the wind, I still make a point to see the happiness--the silver lining, if you will. I find it funny that even though I started talking about the bad, I ended up talking about the good. Maybe my weird thoughts are onto something.

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