Tonight was going to be a night of abstract word vomit – but after letting my fingers hit whatever keys they felt like for the last 20 minutes, I was too ashamed of my words to actually publish them.
Because who really wants to read a non-sensical post trying to quantify the feelings that I don’t know if I have?
Right now, I’m heavily contemplating not even posting today.
I mean, does it matter?
What happens if I don’t?
Why should I?
I should be able to do whatever I want.
Which sum up my Friday in a nutshell.
And, for tonight, I won’t even try to make that ugly reality anything but the harsh truth that it is.
Hooray for day 28.
Question: Do you ever write, just to write?
Challenge: Do something you don’t want to do (like write a post)