I wrote every day last month.
I say this not to brag, or to tell you anything other than I wrote every day in March.
I haven’t written anything this past weekend and I am happy to report (and you may have noticed this yourselves) that the world kept right on spinning.
There’s a lot of pressure to constantly produce. I’m sure you’ve seen it, so I won’t give it any exposure here. But you’re not a machine.
It’s ok to take a few days and just…be.
Out where I’m at, the sun is out, it’s nice and warm and I’m going to call this post done and fire up the grill.
Words today = Zero.
And that’s ok.