It feels a little funny coming back to writing after the month off. While part of it feels natural like hopping back on a bike, another part feels a little awkward as if my legs have grown but the bike has stayed the same.

While legs grow as they do whether you ride a bike or not, I wouldn’t have grown/changed the same if I stayed and continued writing. I wonder how that version of me would have grown/changed if she continued writing everyday.


I write everyday because it allows me to voice what is at the surface. Once that is out of my head, I can dig in another layer deeper. My daily writing practice has been my greatest exploration of self and humanity. Sign up here to receive these thought nuggets in your inbox on the daily.