I’ve done nothing.
I always look back at the end of the month and think, in that immediate moment, that I’ve accomplished nothing.
I haven’t written anything, I haven’t gone anywhere, and I’m exactly the same as I was in terms of my writing and where I currently am in life.
But that’s not the truth, and I hope that you know that when you look back on your month too.
A lot of people don’t understand why we write.
There are many reasons, of course, but explaining it can get a little complicated; too little personal and sometimes, a little too honest.
I’ve met the glassy-eyed stares before, and was greeted by that inane little smile that said, “You’re weird.”