Can you believe it’s already day 6 of 30 days of soul-crushing despair aka 30 days of writing? Where does the time go?
I was going to write about all kinds of pressure. Peer Pressure, Tire Pressure, Barometric Pressure….but it just didn’t come together. In fact, I deceived myself figuring that today would be a breeze. Instead, I’ve got nothing, although I’ve been applying a lot of pressure to the backspace key as I keep using it to erase what I just wrote.
But no. I’m not going to give in to the pressure to produce something. I enjoy stress and pressure as much as the next person. I even work better under pressure at my job. In fact, pressure usually gets the heart pumping and sharpens the focus. Sometimes that’s known as being in the zone, but that’s not going to happen in this space today.
I refuse to give in to it.
Can I go to sleep now?