It’s one of those days when i’m too tired to write, but too stubborn not to. A day when i let circumstance dictate activity, and, hence, find myself writing at the end of the day instead of the start. On days i write first thing, i know i got the balance right. When writing comes second, it’s a bolt on, not central to the day.
Writing is reflective, but not incidental: if we treat reflective time as incidental, then it’s easily dropped, and yet it’s so strangely valuable. Honestly, if we put a price tag on it, we probably couldn’t afford it, and yet we give it away every day, every week, every year. Do you have enough time to reflect? Do you give yourself a space and permission?
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