One Year of Writing
I started this writing exercise a year ago, today.
My intention was to write every day… to see how it would go, and it was a ritual to start my morning with writing. The practice became a bit of an obsession for a while. When it started feeling like a chore, I stopped for a while.
The image I used to represent my state of being that day was Forward Escape, by Android Jones.
A year later, I still feel a bit like that image. I’ve also felt really cocooned during the Pandemic. The writing has really helped to crystalize ideas to and start to really see the Matrix.
…and actualize some BUIDLing.
However, I have also realized that it is necessary to find some time to get away from the computer. To remember to live outside of the Matrix.