I’m doing a thing. I am going to write 100 words a day for the rest of the year.
Because writing became scary and overwhelming and I couldn’t face it. So I’m making a tiny goal I think anyone can do, even me, even now.
2017: A recap:
I lost control over my body. It became this broken thing I was always trying to fix. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t create. Everything hurt.
I lost control of my mind. I lost all my nouns. I stopped writing.
So here it is. A new start.
*photo by Patrick Chin