Finally, all good. No more wasting time. Writing and improving. Just as simple as that. Whatever comes in between during the process is my learning. It's my mistakes that I try improving the next day by acknowledging them. Sitting for hours thinking what to write, how to express, isn't my thing anymore. I have my thoughts, I reflect. It's been more than a hundred days of finding out what and how. Enough.
Days back, voicing out looked like a difficult task. With time, it became a part of me I could never leave behind. I explored the unseen me while writing. I never used to acknowledge my flaws and mistakes. Whatever it took, I never cared. But once I started voicing out through words, I did. I started getting clarity about my flaws to avoid them in the future.
The same is with consistency. I always used to define it by days. But when the time came, writing defined it as efforts to me. Efforts to stay focused instead of counting the days. Perspectives changed, so did I. On my journey, writing redefined me and my thoughts. Whether it's about consistency or creative exhaustion.
Not every day is the same. Some days I didn't have anything with me. Despite all, what I do is just express. Whatever I have been thinking, irrespective of whether it's complete or incomplete. I didn't hesitate. I dreamed of writing smoothly, then why fear hesitation or judgment? Reflection comes with trust and belief.
Day by day, every day is adding up to my consistency. Whether I was wrong with my thoughts or right, I learned. Whenever I feel free, I write now. I write what I did wrong. I write whatever story I have within me. But I don't waste my time in silence.
Write out everything. It's okay to be wrong. But it's necessary to improve to grow and evolve.
Write. Reflect. Learn. Grow.
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