image by dave king (creative commons)
the words may come. or they may not.
regardless, i write.
whether bad, good or indifferent, i tap the keys and fill the page. the words may be good. the words may be bad.
regardless, i write.
my mind may become overwhelmed or distracted. my heart may weigh heavy with doubt and despair. my body may ache.
regardless, i write.
busyness may become my excuse. bills, housework, walking the dog. the day-to-days of life may devour much of my time.
regardless, i write.
whether read or written off, i put words to the page.
regardless, i write.
my sentences may be fractured. they may run on for days.
regardless, i write.
writing is not always easy. but it’s what i’m here to do. i write for me, my god and i because it unleashes our joy.
if others come along for the ride, wonderful. if not, i no longer mind.
regardless, i write.
