Do it now.
Say something. Put some words on paper and deliver a message. Stick to your goals.
I am tired you say to yourself, but you look inward and you don’t give in to the laziness.
My brain has been challenged recently with new endeavors and different responsibilities, but I still have a duty to you.
You are the best therapy and you listen and take anything I have to give.
When I didn’t have an outlet for my emotions, you lent me your pages.
When I needed solace for my lack of hope, you helped me channel my humor.
When I thought I had lost my routine, you gave it back to me.
You forced me to adhere to a self imposed deadline resulting in almost 75,000 words in 90 days – practically a novel.
I’m sorry I ignored you for the past few days. I will try not to forget (again) what a friend you’ve been these past few months.
So I will write, even if it’s just to apologize to you.
And I will write, right now.
