I lied about writing daily, so here I am actually writing about writing because I got nothing except this and a nitro brew from Starbucks and I'm writing this between shifts of ATC.
Maybe it's because I'm a single dad working sixty hours a week, driving three hours round trip just to afford rent. Maybe it's because me time is a luxury I can't afford.Or maybe I'm just tired of pretending I have something profound to say every goddamn day.
Either way, here we are. You reading this. Me writing it.
Two people with nothing better to do at whatever hour you're seeing this.
There might be a point to all this. There might not.
I don’t even know anymore.
I've been writing every day for over five years. One thing about writing every day, you have to give yourself permission to write shit. Not every day will be a winner, but you have to show up and write anyways. Because in that shit you write, you will find flowers growing in the manure.
Well George, there’s something attractive about honesty.
I hope you’re learning from your notes as much as I am!