Don’t you hate it when life gets in the way of your plans?
Last week I had one of those moments when you just want to give up, lie on the couch and never move again. I damned my whole existence because I thought I could never do what I love to do -angsty teenager behavior, I know-. I resigned.
At night, I thought about it a lot. I didn’t sleep that night. I tried to imagine my life without writing, how it would be to ignore those voices in my head, the ideas that hit me like a lightning strike. It was hard to picture it like that, after being so accustomed to deal with the voices and the brainstorming.
Needless to say, I couldn’t quit. I decided that if it was hard for me to stop writing, I shouldn’t even bother trying.
Writing is my passion. I write because it gives me peace and a little bit of sanity.
Although, I think I become crazier by the second.
Published on July 04, 2015 19:48