Starting Over

Starting over is tedious. Everyday I open my laptop, stare at the blank screen and fight with the blank in my head. I know what I want to do – a million things; I have a plan – written down haphazardly; I know I should start – boy, do I ever! Yet, I draw a blank. Maybe I’m overwhelmed, maybe I’m still trying to find my bearings from having life as I knew it shattered a few months ago. I don’t know, but I’ll keep trying. Today, I wrote something and I’m proud of myself. Baby steps.


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