It's strange sometimes...

I feel guilty for wanting to create with no end mind.

Just to relax, unwind, process. 

Others watch football or binge the latest show, with no need to account for that time.

Today I give myself permission to create guilt free. 

Permission to create because it's been a long day and that release will just feel____ so_____  good____.

Permission to share imperfect works because I like them PERIOD. 

Permission to be ME. 

Creative, messy, free.

from MNT 12-24-22 

I have this great idea.

I imagine it. I can't wait to share it. I over think then finally make it.

I post it. I love it. It felt real. 

Eek it feels out of context.

These people don't know me, they won't get it. 

Someone comments, it's positive. I feel good, I respond. 

Did I say too much, was it weird? 

Eeek I over think. I build up my confidence, I leave it. 

A friends says they saw and didn't get it. 

They couldn't see the full vision. 

I archive it. Whew, why am I on this app anyways. It overwhelms me. I uninstall the app.

I think clearly, I create boldly. I love it. I want to share it.

The cycle repeats. 

I need to do my own thing. Social media overwhelms me. Let's try blogging. 

- from MNT 12-24-22