Hello there, I’ve been really lazy with writing this entire month. What with the schedule, and all the distractions. I still love writing, but there needs to be something pressuring me, and inspiration. Only then can I write well and with heart. Does that make sense?
So today, I’m literally forcing myself to write something. I was hoping this would be something meaningful, but sadly, it looks like a page from a daily diary. Words of advice, anyone?