Just Hold On
Written Thursday, 22 May 2015, in Miami, FL
It is hot and humid, and fluffy white clouds are scattered among the robin’s-egg blue sky. It is a beautiful day. That being said, I’m not one for the heat. Actually, it’s the humidity that I have a difficult time dealing with. It drains my energy, leaves me feeling lethargic, unmotivated. I don’t feel like doing anything. That’s when I realize I have to just hold on.
For me, life as a writer, an artist, has a lot to do with “just holding on.” On the...
It is hot and humid, and fluffy white clouds are scattered among the robin’s-egg blue sky. It is a beautiful day. That being said, I’m not one for the heat. Actually, it’s the humidity that I have a difficult time dealing with. It drains my energy, leaves me feeling lethargic, unmotivated. I don’t feel like doing anything. That’s when I realize I have to just hold on.
For me, life as a writer, an artist, has a lot to do with “just holding on.” On the...
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