Why did I agree to write something every day for a year?

I guess this is a rhetorical question right now. I’m feeling tired after a busy day but don’t want to lose momentum.

I love my newfound habit, it has made me feel more alive than ever, despite having a very busy week. Writing has helped me free up some space in my head.

Writing has always been a huge passion of mine, ever since I learned how to write. I love hearing the gentle click-clack of the keys, of seeing the contents of my head appear on the page. I love it when I hear that I’ve made people laugh or that I’ve helped someone see something from a different perspective.

I am literally dropping to sleep here so I will say no more for today. Hopefully I’ll be bright-eyed and bushy-tailed tomorrow (like a mad squirrel) so until then, it’s over and out from me.