After days and days of sitting in my cubicle at work, glumly alternating between watching the clock, checking my email and doing actual work, today out of nowhere, I opened up a Microsoft Word document and on that blank page began to write.
It was chicken scratch more than anything else--I am not even sure what it said. But I was so bored and I had to be doing something that excited me. I had no choice but to write.
It lasted all about five minutes. And then I resumed watching the clock, checking email and doing actual work.
I also daydreamed about throwing all my clothes away and starting my wardrobe over from scratch.
2 comments:
Those 5 minutes of writing, producing what seems to be a bunch of worthless crap, were probably the most valuable and important moments of the day. Heck, perhaps even of the week.
And you know why; you put in some work. Not the mind-numbing, I-have-to-pay-the-rent-somehow kind of work but the good stuff. The kind of work that calls the muse, the kind of work which paves the way to becoming a pro. :o)
Love ya' babe.
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hi yuv!
-Tania
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