Sometimes, I wonder whether I write for the sake of writing.
I wrote this text on the 12th of December, 2022. It was a day when I needed to figure out what to write. I had many similar days in the past (indeed, I am only a human, not a Demigod). I always try to handle writer’s block by trying to write everything that comes up in my mind. That’s why I started wondering whether I write for the sake of writing. Should I pause when I do not know what to write? Perhaps I should do it. Still, I plan to write one text daily until the end of 2022. If I manage to do it, I will break my personal record. That’s why today I write for the sake of writing. It is the process that counts.
Even if, in the meantime, I will not write anything profound, I know I should do my best to do it.
A similar case is with photographs. I take many shots within years. Still, I know not every one of them will be groundbreaking. Even during a single photo walk, I know I can come back to my home without a great shot. It is a life. I cannot influence it. It would be impossible to have remarkable inspiration to write every day.
Moreover, It would be too easy if I could take great shots in each photo walk.
While writing about all these things, I realize I cannot be mad at myself because I do not know what to write about daily. I must accept it. In the same way, while walking in freezing cold, I know I must tolerate it to overcome it. I hope the next few days will provide me with more incentives. Keep your fingers crossed for me, my Dear Friend.
