For the past few months, I have been struggling with picking up my pen and helping it kiss the blank pages of my notebook. . .well, I’ve been struggling with allowing my fingers to dance over the keys of this board, too.
I spend far too much time at work stringing together the right set of words for the right marketing material, so I can’t possibly focus another few moments on releasing my own thoughts into the world.
I go to the gym in the evening for at least 40 minutes, so my arms are too tired from that last set up push ups to hold my pen.
I need to make a healthy meal so that my body becomes my own version of perfection, so I don’t possibly have time to re-live that one moment that crossed my mind this morning.
How about we change that?