Not sure why I have not been focussed at all today. I sat down to write and I digressed. No, it is not writer’s’ block. Ideas are continuously bombarding my mind, pushing to come out and defile the computer screen. It’s just that extra push I am not been able to give myself to sit quietly and write. That extra push that is needed for many of us to get out of bed and start the day. That extra push that is needed to take us out of a funk and go out and achieve something. That extra push that is needed to get out of our night clothes , shower and go ahead to start the day. That extra push that converts work from drudgery and chores to fun. That extra push that is needed to lift us from thinking “what’s the point of doing all these” to “Yes, we can”. Sometimes we need help, but the best help as we all know is self help. It will have to come from within ourselves to respect us. If we do not love us, how can we love others? Nothing great comes out of hatred. Feelings of depression and melancholy will definitely trickle down to one’s expression including writing.
Ah! writing. I still have to find a word starting with the letter “W” for my poem for week ten of my fifty two weeks journey with “W”. Already half of Wednesday is over and I have not yet posted anything for “Write Anything Wednesday” for April 6. I have made this commitment to myself for the year long journey and I do plan to keep it, if I can find anything. Now that’s funny, anything for “Write Anything Wednesday”. I don’t think I am getting any external help in this, so I have to look within myself to find the word and write a poem about it. “Within”, now that’s a word starting with “W”. So why not write a poem starting with “Within”. What can go wrong? Nobody reads poems anyway. So with that thought, it’s off to lunch I go. Digressing again, but promise to come back soon, write my poem and post it before Wednesday is over. Who knows what Thursday holds.