Some days I don’t have much to say. Other days, I have a whole lot to say, but little time to say it. This is one of those days.
Most days I am impacted by the smallness of me. And those are usually good days, because the days when I think I’m big stuff, I’m sure to make a big mess of things.
Writing can sometimes feel insignificant. But I’m starting to learn that it’s something I need to do more regularly. To process life. To record memories. To weed through the thoughts in my mind and heart.
A great man once said, “Whatever you do will be insignificant, but it is very important that you do it.” I’m starting to learn that is true. Especially when I write.
I’m writing for 31 Days! Learn more about it here.