Blank. My mind is blank. Even though it’s become a habit to write everyday no matter what, for some reason I can’t let out my thoughts right now. I either have too little thoughts, or too many. Actually, I think it’s that I have too many. I have so much on my mind right now, but thankfully, I’m not stressing over it. On the contrary, I’m excited about all of it. I have so many ideas, so much I’m looking forward to, and so much that’s happening. I guess I just don’t know where to start.
The distractions don’t help either. (I really wish my hiccups would go away right now.)
I recognize that this post isn’t “profound” or “professional”, but hey, it’s real. Why do I write in the first place? Well, I honestly do it for myself. There. I said it. Yes, it’s true, I write for myself. This blog is a place for me to keep my thoughts, track my progress, and share what I’m learning in life. Here and there a few people jump in to read what I have to share, but I don’t write for those people. I do it to learn commitment and practice being outside my comfort zone.
So, mission accomplished.
(These hiccups really need to go away.)