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Four starts, no finishes
Day 24 of 30: When inspiration meets real life.
Today is another day in which I had a few different ideas and began writing. I worked on four pieces… but this is not any of those.
This morning, I was excited about the privacy revolution sweeping the internet. But I had an errand to run with a friend, so I only got 300 words in… and when I got home, I was thinking “maybe tomorrow”.
Speaking of flow, I thought I would share about my love of water since that was the errand I went on this morning. We went to get water. Not just any water, but the kind that calls to you from the mountains and if I were an ancient priestess I would likely build a shrine there.
350 words in and suddenly my mind wanders off like it got bored and forgot what it was doing.
On the drive home from my friend’s house, my body had something to say. I felt some burning sensations in the skin of my arms and legs accompanied by something off in my chest and said out loud “it’s ok if we need to pull over”, and then I burst into tears as I quickly pulled over to comfort my body.
Why did it happen? Who knows? Likely it’s residual from those years when I pushed thru…
