Today I sat down at Starbucks to do my daily work. I knew I had to blog today and I had a pretty good idea of what I was going to write… and then I didn’t. I started racking my brain to find something new to write about and I began thinking about what I wanted the point of this blog post to be. Here were the thoughts that followed:
1. This needs to be relevant.
2. I need to be passionate about the subject.
3. Who is really going to read this, though?
4. Maybe a future employer might read this.
5. I need to make this the best thing ever.
After all that I realized I just needed to write. And the subject was going to be the struggle of finding out what to write about. After about 30 minutes of straight biting my nails thinking of the words to say I finally started. It’s very weird to think about this post because I’m recalling what I did, as I’m doing it. And each minute that goes by I just keep thinking about how uninspiring this post is.
The world, and my life, are filled with so much excitement that it’s weird to think that I can’t write anything down. I know if someone was in front of me I could speak my ear off about the world, so I’m sorry write now I can not. This post is called nail biter because I’m biting my nails waiting to get to the landing point of this post, but I don’t think I will find one. For now, I promise I’ll be more inspiring in future posts, but right now I am going to think…