A friend once told me to write when I'm inspired, write when I'm not inspired. Today would be one of the latter days. In fact, for the past few days I have either sat down to write and not gotten anywhere, or just plain avoided the subject altogether. I feel my fervor for writing beginning to wane and it scares me. My mantra in the past has always been, when the going gets tough, Ben finds another hobby. How can I avoid this seemingly cyclical process?
I guess it all starts with having a little more compassion for myself. After all, I am 23 years old, working two jobs and taking three classes and a state university. Diligence has never been my strong suit, but if I strive to make a practice of doing this daily it will become easier.