KVETCHING
INSPIRED BY:
“I recently heard a story about a novelist who had written over 70 novels. Someone asked him how he was able to write so consistently and remain inspired and motivated every day, as writers are notorious for procrastination and for fighting through bouts of “writer’s block”. The novelist said, “200 crappy words per day, that’s it.” The idea is that if he forced himself to write 200 crappy words, more often than not, the act of writing would inspire him and before he knew it he’d have thousands down on the page.” – Mark Manson
Here are my “crappy” 200 words.
Maybe love isn’t what I thought it was…
Maybe…
Love is a flower in full bloom
Love is resilience in the face of heartbreak
Love is a cool breeze on a sunny day
Love is the supercut of our girls night out
Love is in the deep sense of belonging
Love is a free flowing conversation with no judgment
Love is our favorite song playing on shuffle
Love is in our eyes not our hearts
Love is looking at yourself in the mirror with the perfect shade on your lips
Love is the fast constant beat of a song you enjoy
Love is the memories that will never fade
Love is the quick phone call answer of a loving friend
Love is there with open arms
Love is all around waiting to be appreciated
Love is everywhere to be found
Within the world love is within us
Maybe love is what I take for granted everyday.
Love, Serina
This month I’ve made more mistakes than I can count.
I pray god forgives me because I am having a hard time forgiving myself.
I’ve learned a lot and have been living my life selfishly. Vowing to never get revenge I sought it and yet again it hurt me more than the intended victim. I’ve torn open old wounds forgetting just how painful it was the first time. I’m bleeding again, the blood will cease and healing will overcome me. A scar will remain to remind me of this pain. Morally wrong decision will always haunt me but since there’s no going back ill proceed forward. Cautiously.
