i have tons of notebooks. i have a few with pretty waves on the cover to inspire tranquility as i write. i have one with scriptures on each page to encourage as i furiously write down idea, fits of inspiration, heartaches. of course, i have those those trendy moleskin ones that seem to imply that only greatness lies behind its matte black cover. i have pocket sized notebooks. i have large college lined notebooks.

i would give you a tangible number but its like asking your local cat lady to number her babies. its really an unhealthy collection at this point, bordering on hoarding.

but, you know what i don’t have to add to this collection and that i so, desperately want? words. sentences. a complete entry. ‘why?’ you ask; as you read those very things in this post. because.

“because what?” you ask.

your tone feels a little judge-y but i’ll answer.

because i’m waiting for perfection. i’m waiting for the perfect combination of words in a sentence that turns into a paragraph that turns into endless pages of greatness that illustrates my wit, wisdom, and unique insight on the world. but, it just ain’t happen yet. and, that’s because i’m waiting on this fantastic but super unrealistic moment of perfection. as you read these words right now, you might be thinking “this post isn’t going so bad” and i kinda agree with you, which is even more baffling to me. its odd to me because when i sit down to write i usually have an idea of how i want it to go and how i want the words to flow. but, anytime, it comes time to literally putting pen to paper; nothing. i choke. for reference, see: oklahoma thunder in the 2016 western conference finals. maybe it’s the medium (no pun intended)? but, sadly, no. you should see my google docs draft list. oh, the potential that lies therein.

anywho, i say all that to say this, just write.

just put the pen to the paper. or just start typing. there is no perfect moment because perfection does not exist. and, the only way to create is to do. write it down; even if it isn’t witty, pretty, cool, etc. just write it down and the words will find you.

i guess my mom was right. again.