Malaria fever. Turns out it was the malaria. Which is good, because I know it’s not a case of chronic writer’s block and now that I am well, I can continue writing.
Confused? Read this blog post to understand this better. I’ll wait.
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Welcome back!
So, you might be wondering why there’s ‘concert fever’ in the title of this post. That was an attempt at a decent title–we’ve already established that I am bad with titles. It comes from somewhere, though. I didn’t just decide to write about concerts because I can.
On Saturday, which was the 19th of July, 2025, I attended my first live concert. It was Anendlessocean’s concert and you should’ve seen me screaming and dancing. It was an amazing experience. I wouldn’t say I had concert fever, but I was excited about attending because I love AEO and I was looking forward to experiencing his concert.
I planned to write all about it here but all I can say is it was amazing. And it’s not because I cannot force myself to info dump on you; I just have a hard time sharing intimate moments or stories about intense moments. Like a larger-than-life struggle: I cannot find the words because the experience was something else. All I can say is that I was giddy when they wrapped a band round my wrist. It felt so concert-y.
Anyway, because of this inability to give you the juicy deets, I will turn to the other, less palatable topic: writer’s block. Admittedly, writing was hell these past few weeks because of a host of things including a loss in the family and falling sick afterward, but having writer’s block is such a scary concept to me. Especially now that I have all the time in the world to get those words out.
I don’t have a job–on-site or remote–and I don’t go to school, so I spend my days cooped up in my room after my morning chores. I don’t even do the cooking! And there is uninterrupted power supply here and free WIFI.
Yes, first world problems. Which is why it hits twice as hard. Woe is me!
How can’t I write when I have everything I need to relax and get it done? Isn’t this what retreats entail? Time, zero bills and worries and good connectivity?
Sometimes I wonder if I need a little discomfort, a little deadline, a little stressor. Or if I need to give myself grace and remember it isn’t just the outward environment that matters but what’s inside. And yes, the sickness exacerbated it, but my mental state has been a bit off for a while.
I’m rereading blog posts on self-care and dealing with writer’s block so I remember to take care of myself and maintain a good mental space. If you’re interested, go ahead and click the link to the blog posts.
Even couch potato princesses need the sunlight once in a while (a sedentary lifestyle is no good for your physical and mental health) so I’m going out more–Saturday’s concert and, starting this week, the basketball court.
And about the pain of writing journalistic posts, can we chalk that up to malaria induced delirium? 😅 I’ll still write and share the reviews, but my Saturday posts are not going anywhere any time soon. To me, they’re the bedrock of this website and me delivering on my promise to you.
If you’re still confused, it means you didn’t read the previous post. Read it here.
All in all, all’s good over here. Improving too. And I hope all is good with you and if not, that all will be good soon. Have an amazing week!
