Now that NaBloPoMo is over, I figured I’d want to give myself a blogging break, at least for a day. But now that the day is nearly done, I feel reluctant to simply stop this thing I’ve become so used to. It’s become almost as much of habit for me as my (near) daily walks with Gryfe. At least for today, I’m not ready to stop.
Maybe now that I’ve flexed my writing muscles a bit, I should give myself bigger challenges. Write more. Write better. Write for a purpose.
At any rate, I’m not stopping with yesterday. Maybe today, with this post, I’m treading water, staring out at the expanse of ocean all around me, knowing that I need to keep my legs moving, and trying to decide which direction will take me to the shore.