I write and delete and write again, thinking about which direction I want to take this in. Writing can be an exploration of ideas, with no clear destination in sight. It can be helpful to start by jotting down whatever comes to mind, without worrying about where it leads.
But after a bit, I’m left with a half-finished post that doesn’t really seem to fit anywhere. Externally, I have a number of other writing projects, not to mention my regular work schedule, journaling, daily visit to the gym, and the number of chores that everyone has to do.
And still, I come here looking for a clear path. I’m not sure if I’ll find it, but I’m determined to keep looking. And who knows what kind of writing may end up here until I do!