All day long, I put off working on my writing project. I know I needed to sit and get down thoughts, but couldn’t find the energy
But only after putting on my pjs last night did I feel like sitting and writing. I’m glad I did—that’s the thing about creativity—you are always glad you did it but not always sure you feel like starting in the first place. Isn’t that crazy?
When is the last time you lost yourself in something creative? What was it?