Six months ago, with the start of 2025, I started a 100-day writing challenge. I Love writing. I Live for writing. Lately, I’ve been majorly blocked. This program is meant to fix it. Simple eh? I did not appreciate the “challenge” part… Apparently, my challenge is not about writing, or the content, it is about the discipline. Now that I’m no longer interested in ADHD BPD BiP EFG XYZ – I’m reaching out to my inner child(ren), back to the time where “discipline” was simply following urges, wants, and desires: ” I WANT IT I WANT IT I WANT IT” and then getting it “by any means necessary”! So yes, I WANT IT, I WANT IT, I WANT IT! I want to finish the writing challenge, and for it to be my initiation for my Writing career. And by this I mean, bringing tangible value to the world through my Creative Writing, that people would Love to support me energetically/financially just to keep writing! <3
It happened again – a dream from another world.
Although this dream was on a whole other level!
I wasn’t myself. Rather, I was a self that I have been trying to discipline my whole life
(Well, would be more accurate to say it is a self that I have been trying to annihilate my whole life; “my worst self” or “my demons” would be the common expression– Fire. Explosive. Violent. Angry.)
Let’s go check the guest wing of this huge-ass apartment of yours! Maybe you can host some students who have been living in camps like refugees!
– But I don’t have a “guest wing”… That was just a dream..
Surely you do! Do you remember that time when you spent the night there because your ex-lover had to spend the night at yours? Or the day you had a fancy dinner together with your old and new friends?
– Ah yes… I do remember those moments, true! OK .. Let’s check it out… Although sleeping is so comfortable and cozy and fun I don’t wanna get up yet..
