I enjoy writing. It’s one of my pleasures in life. I write fiction, I write here about my observations of life. I write 2 other blogs. 1 for my class, and one about games. I write scenarios for Dungeons and Dragons. I write for my students, I write for myself. I love to write.

I enjoy Board games. I love playing them, I love learning about them. I love analyzing the designs. I love the history of them. I love the cultural impact some have had. I love mixing and matching them. They have been an important part of my life for my whole life.

The last two years I have rediscovered Youtube. I live in China, and it is blocked here. But there are some sneaky ways to see the videos. I generally watch it at night before I go to bed.

Almost every day, when I finish work I will engage in these things. When my youngest goes to bed, I will get a cup of tea and relax. I will watch Youtube videos, read about fantasy, or read about games. I might write a bit if I am inclined. But I do these things every day.

Earlier this week and last week, I would get home very emotionally drained. So drained that after I put my children to bed, I couldn’t do any of my stuff. I tried to read, I couldn’t. I would end up reading the same section 5,6,7 times and still not register it. I tried to write, but stared at a blank page for hours. I tried to watch TV to get Ideas. I would get 10 seconds into a video and then pause it for an hour.

I was just so drained, I couldn’t do what I needed to do to recharge. I wasn’t physically tired, so I couldn’t go to bed. But I literally couldn’t register anything each night. I don’t feel it was a shut down, because I could still get my tea. But that was basically all I could do.

And each day I would get up, head to work, and sort out the children for the day. Then come home with a lower energy than I had the day before.

Today is the first day I am able to put thoughts to page in 5 days.

I really try to keep a schedule for my posts, so If I miss a few over the next couple of weeks, this may be why.

Sorry.