Saturday, April 2, 2011

Habit

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Habit

Woke up this morning. S-l-o-w-l-y stretched with a yawn.
Last thirty-one days, my first thoughts at sunrise:
Publish.  For there was a sense of accountability.
A yearning to be apart of a magnificent group of writers.
To learn, to share, to hope, to inspire.

But not today.

Deep breath. The challenge is over. D-o-n-e. Complete.
I felt something missing. The day seemed incomplete.
My heart was a little sad. I wondered what to do.
Ideas, words, phrases still tumbled in my head.
I asked: Why do I want to write?

Today, I write for me.

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