Why I Write Sleepy Late at Night

I'm tired.  I'm also sleepy.  If I make any grammar or spelling mistakes, don't blame me, blame the lack of slumber.  I am definitely drowsy.  It's not the inconsiderate and noisy neighbors keeping me up, it's my hunger to write.

I write me for me.  It's for my soul and my sanity.  It helps keep my brain in one piece.  It helps me feel like my world is on solid ground.

I want to do this (write, not torture myself).  This is what I'm passionate about.  Sometimes I want to write so badly I can't sleep no matter how tired I am.  My eyes are droopy.  I'm almost asleep on the floor.  I'm still going until I feel like I've done enough for now.  I'm sacrificing precious sleep for this.

Since this is what I really want to do, I've found a way to do it.  I actively made time to do it.  This applies to all of us.  No matter how high the obstacles and boundaries are, if something is important enough to us, we'll find a way to make it happen.

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