What Should I Write?

This is the first week in which I’ve been stumped as to what to write. What does that mean? Does that mean I am within a moment of thoughtlessness? I don’t believe so. I just had a forty minute phone call. That required a lot of thinking. It was a different type of thinking, though. A phone call requires an immediacy of thought that writing doesn’t require. Is that a true statement? I mean, I can take more time with this. Time is on the side of the solo person. A dialogue is made up of continuous responses. Here, I can pause.

I haven’t been lacking in feeling, either. That phone call revolved around a sensitive and emotional situation. It was a discussion that sprouted from a seismic event that we, other person on the phone and I, are on the periphery of. I thought and acted and considered and wondered.

What about further back? Have I been thinking about this week’s piece? Yes, on numerous occasions. I believe I’ve had at least one thought on what to write here within each of the last days of the week. This concept is important to me. It is for me. It is to help me be the me I want to me. I want to write great things. I want to write meaningful things. I want to be proud of each entry. I don’t want to regret the used time.

This is settling me, actually. I’ve found more belief. I think I may even go write another piece after this one. I feel inspired. I will write the writing. I will write the writing that needs to be written by me. The me dictates the writing. Writing dictates my me. Writing allows me to draw my me back to its centre. I have found a new pathway to the core. Hello, me. Hello, you. Hello, I. Time to write.

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[21.05.2023]