People put out beautiful pieces and poetry and I’m like meh. I’m tired.
{69} Blogging is weird.
Zelda Pinwheel

I am going to say this and I am going to leave it at that. And, you can take it and chew on it, let it marinate, swallow it, digest it, then manifest it.

You are writing. You committed to dailies (again) and guess what? You’re doing that. I know how it is to be hard on oneself, but guess what, that’s something I am working on, but you… you are doing this thing and that is a start. Heck, you’re doing, you’re not even trying anymore, you’re actually hitting publish.

Give yourself the pat on the back you need. You could have easily given up by now and you have not.


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