I don’t want to write today. Some topics feel too heavy to tackle tonight, too emotional. Some seem superficial and meaningless. I don’t want to write about either extreme, but there doesn’t seem to be a middle right now. I kind of feel like Goldilocks, unable to find something that fits just right.
What do you do when your energy and interests don’t match up?
With this blog challenge, I committed to writing every day for 100 days, no matter what was going on, even if I didn’t want to. Today is day 74, and I haven’t let the streak end. The plan was to sit down and just start typing if I couldn’t think of a topic from the start. I’ve done that a few times, with pretty good results. Tonight, it’s just not coming together, but that’s ok. I’m keeping my word to myself to write anyway, and I’m proud of that.
Tomorrow is a new day. A chance to live, to notice, to write.
Today, I give myself grace.