I had hit a wall. Every post I began to write got saved into drafts halfway through, the online equivalent of crumpling it up and tossing it into the waste basket.
Was there nothing left to write? Or did I simply not want to share the things I did have to write?
I scanned through my Writing 101 assignments. I scrolled through the Daily Posts writing prompts. Nothing caught my inner inspiration. Nothing lead me to type words upon this screen that I could confidently cast out into the world.
When life is grounding me into the dirt I could ramble on for hours. I could vent and cry my anger and worries and frustrations to the world. Like all good train wrecks, it left something to write about. The truth is though, I’m not always a train wreck. Which should be a good thing… right?