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30 days of blogging

I know I’ve been a bit bad with my posts and that I’m mainly focusing on the Instagram lately. But writing was my first love since forever and I feel as if I’m neglecting that part of myself. Not good. Super not good.
I have never not had a journal, never not written, never not poured words onto paper…
Sometimes I’m resistant to writing, and it’s mostly the times when I’m afraid of admitting something to myself. I don’t want my insecurity staring back at me, so I keep the words in my head. I let them collect like a dust.
But at the same time I hope I remember to water the ideas that I left in the ground from time to time, so eventually they might grow into a story. Call it romantic but I’d say that’s what it is. Writing was my first love since forever.
Did I ever mention that I hate complicating? But yet, when it comes to writing, my posts would most of the times stay in draft-forms. Because I tend to overthink, I have too many ideas and projects in my head and of course, I would like to do them all perfectly.

I’ve read this law the other day and I found it super inspiring! It’s called Parkinson’s Law and it states that work expands to fill the time available for its completion – meaning  If you give yourself a week to complete a two-hour task, then (psychologically speaking) the task will increase in complexity and become more daunting so as to fill that week. (So stupid.)

But yeah, as I mentioned above, I have a lot of things going on and I feel that May could be the perfect month to pure everything on this digital paper.
Till tomorrow guys,
U.

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