I Got Nothing...

Yep, that is where I am today.  I have no burning topics, no great insight.  I just have this time that I write everyday and I have absolutely nothing inspiring to say or write...

This has happened before...a couple of times. I just wake up and there is like some force field preventing me from being able to access intuition or insight or hell anything.  I just am kind of on some mindless mind loop...

And probably I should have just kept that to myself...but I feel like I write so much all the time and people always ask me how I do that every single day...well, some days, like today, I don’t.  But I still write.  It is the discipline of writing daily that is important, not so much what I say...

I love it when I wake up and my brain is already writing something and I am like, “wait, hold on, let me get my coffee first!”  Then there are other days I have to let inspiration hit as I sip.  Then there are other days where I am scrolling socials to find something that jars me into a topic.  And far less frequently there are days like today where I just can’t think of anything I want to say...I mean, I have lots of things I could write about but none of them are landing...

Today, I am just tired from an unusually busy, long week.  I am tired and have been dreaming a lot which is making me feel more tired.  Last night I was in Japan visiting an old friend from Panama and she was hosting me but she kept writing mean shit on my back with a pink highlighter and then parading me around Japan like that.  Fuck, I don’t know what the hell that is all about.  I did read a book recently about Japan...but fuck that was a weird dream!  And there was this sunset that was in neon colors that I was desperately trying to take pictures of it on this road that had this overhang that kept getting smaller and smaller so I was on my belly going up this road to try to get a photo.  I do not know why my dream life is like this right now but it has been since the full moon.  Weird!

So here I am writing about absolutely nothing...but I am writing.  You can’t edit a blank page...and I am confident I won’t be editing this, today it is just crap from me, sorry!  But I know that the true mastery of writing comes from doing it even when you are not in your zone, when you are not feeling it, when you are not all jazzed up about anything.  That is the truer test of being a writer.  You do it even when you know the finished product isn’t going to be all that great.  You do it because to think you have to write.  And to live you have to write.  It is just how you live.

I don’t know who I would be without my daily writing.  So much of my life, my actual life gets examined, appreciated, evaluated and microscoped right here, on the daily.  Without it, I am sure I would be a lesser version of me, even when days like today happen where I have absolutely nothing profound to say...

Haha, you might be thinking, “ummmm, you never have anything profound to say!”  And that might well be true.  But I am committed to the process and what the process produces is less important than my commitment to the craft. Some days the commitment feels really good and I am proud of what I put out there, and then there are days like today when I am like, “just shut up already...”

So I will...