I am so exhausted tonight. I can’t even begin to think of something to write about.
I promised myself that I would try my best to write for the 31 days.
So, I’m writing something, even if it’s nothing.
This is becoming more and more of a challenge for me as each day goes by.
My days almost always consist of the same routine, so coming up with new ideas is proving to be quite difficult.
But, I’m still writing something, even if it’s nothing.
I have to start looking at daily events in a different way. What is the phrase I hear people say? “Living your life as a writer?”
Tomorrow is a brand new day. Hopefully I will see something or experience something that matters enough to put into words.
But for tonight, I still wrote something, even if it was nothing.