It’s December 21, 2021 and that are only ten more days left in this project. Can you believe I’ve done 355 days of consecutive writing already? I certainly have a hard time believing that to be true.
On the one hand, I feel like I should end the year with some grand elaborate essay about the things I’ve learned and the direction I plan to take in the future. At least that’s what I envisioned at the start of the project what I would do about now. I don’t feel like doing that though. I dunno, it’s not like I haven’t learned anything (I certainly have!) but I also don’t feel like this is the time to reflect.
At this time, I think it’s more wise to focus on completing the project the same way I’ve been maintaining it: by coming up with something to write about on the spot everyday and then shaping that to its most attractive form possible. No lingering, no overthinking, just working out that writing muscle. Who knows what will happen in the next ten days though.
Right now though, at 10:25 PM on this Tuesday night, I want to listen to all 45 minutes and 47 seconds of the Original version of The Weeknd’s Echoes Of Silence mixtape and go to bed after.