Mar 20, 2022
The…
This article is of little to no value so don’t read it.
I have contemplated this very moment.
When I stared at the monitor during work on Monday morning, my thought flew instead to another place — another place which I rarely visit when time is abundant, which is now, totally not the case.
I imagined my face lighten up by the stroke of inspiration while my hands are busy typing the words. “This piece will be another hit!” is my silent scream while I punch the keyboard like Beethoven would play his piano.
I am in the flow state. The world consists of me and my thought and nothing else. I am one with my Medium draft page and my keyboard.
But, God forbid, when my work shift was over, I was already tired and the handsome actor in my currently-watching drama looked like he has been missing me.
“Alright, I just passed 8 weeks of job training so isn’t it acceptable to rest for a moment?”
A moment stretched to a day.
A day extended to five days.
Five days will soon become a week, if not another additional week.
I often daydream about writing. My current job is not that exciting these days so I often spend my time dreaming about other things. Some other days I would be dreaming about starting a business. On other days, I would spend my time thinking about how it felt to become a best-selling author.
But, I never actually write anything and post even one article. I don’t reply to comments, either. I never put any action to it, because I am escaping reality.
Then I snapped myself out of it. I have learned it the hard way last year when almost every single thing in my “project list” didn’t get done because I spent most of my time daydreaming instead.
B-but… I don’t know what to write.
Should I tell you the time when I broke up with my first ever boyfriend? I feel like we’re not that close yet.
Should I tell you about that accident? But I might risk my dignity letting that come to the surface.
Should I tell you my other daydream? But it is a bit embarrassing.
The clock is ticking and I got reminded of that episode of Spongebob Squarepants when he needed to write an essay for Mrs. Puff.
I don’t think I can publish an article with only “The” as content so I also submitted my thought as a part of this article.
I just want to write something so I could convince my brain that it is not that hard to write.
Turns out it isn’t.
Writing an article is not hard, writing a good article is.
