FORGOTTEN ODE

Keep Driving   -   Tommy Hilding , 2019

Swedish, b.1954 -

Sunny day in the woods 🌿

Gustav Klimt, Austrian (1862–1918)

for those of you who follow me for some time, you know that i used to write poetry and post it here. one of the things that warmed my heart the most was knowing that i could help someone feel less alone, or more understood, through what i wrote. every time someone appreciated my poetry, it all felt worth it.

lately, for personal reasons, my creativity almost disappeared. constant stress because of my job, and other situations not job related, made me reach a place where i couldn't bring myself to write. i didn't know what to write. almost as if my feelings were trapped somewhere and i couldn't free them.

i reached a point where i understood i needed a break. a break from everything that was causing me that overwhelming stress. so i have hope that meanwhile i'll be able to start writing again.

felt that it was the right thing to do, sharing this with you. some of you follow me for years now. i want you to know i'm still here and i'm glad for every single one of you who are as well.

Feel like a part of me is alive again. It’s as if I don’t know who I am when I can’t write.

The fantasy book that I started writing has given me something to look forward to and I’m having fun writing it. It’s a good feeling to let our imagination wonder.