I Don’t Have A Title For This

#tiredMind #ChronicIllness #whatdoyouDo? #freewrite #aspirationalWriter #hashtaghashtag #twentyfiveminutes.

I don’t have a title for this either. What do you see?

Nineteen more minutes.

I do this thing, this thing on Medium, where I write for twenty five minutes. It’s not very good, it’s not really about ‘good.’ It just is. Sentences and words strung together. Sometimes I count down the time left. Like now, the clock says seventeen more minutes. The clock is the one in charge here. I take no credit or blame for what words emerge. My job is to show up. I’m showing up. Also, I’m unemployed.

Eight more minutes.

Oh dear. I’m done for. There is nothing left to say. It’s been a long day. I start rhyming when my mind has gone away. My mind. I lost my mind. Do you mind?

Write for 25 minutes a day, every day. Celebrating the process & the practice.