Yesterday, as I was thinking hard about what to write nothing, was coming to me. For the first time in the last 90 days, I had strong thoughts about quitting and stopping to write.
Thankfully something came to me and before I knew it my daily post was done. I know that there will come a time when I miss a day. The biggest fear that I have is that one day will lead to two and then three and so on. Before I know it I will not be writing anymore.
Of course, I do not want fear to be my motivator for writing. But it is real and I’ve acknowledged that. For now, it still bothers me. I just need time to work through it.
This may seem weird and sometimes it feels that way; however, I am committed to continuing this journey until at least day 120. Let’s hope that I make it and then want to continue beyond that.
In the words of E.B. White:
Writing is hard work and bad for the health.