It's become obvious to me (and maybe to you, if you've noted the paucity of posts in the past weeks) that the quotidian scheduling of this challenge is incompatible with my new school-year schedule.
At first I was sad, figuring I would eventually just sort of "time out" and abandon the challenge. However, in keeping with many new ways of thinking that seem to have stolen over me over the past two or so months, I realized that just because I wasn't keeping up with it as I'd originally hoped, didn't mean I had to abandon the project entirely or start over in order to maintain the illusion that everything I do is perfect if I do it at all. After all, I could see that I was actually getting something out of it. Turns out this "forming a habit of forming habits" thing is actually where I needed to start. (Talk about "starting from where you're at". Who knew applying teaching methodology to myself could effect measurable results?)
Today I was trying to think what I was passionate about. In my adult life, I've found it hard to feel like I'm passionate about anything because I'm quite easily sapped of energy and so I don't often take on creative art projects or stick to erstwhile hobbies like playing piano. However, then I started thinking that there are definitely things I feel strongly about. I definitely have moments of flaring anger, or bursts of delight. Thinking about this, it occurred to me that one of the things that tends to drive me to passionate expression (usually in the form of rants or shared posts) is injustice.