word count: 0
Teeny, tiny and trying it’s best to remain unnoticed, this calculator of words patiently waits.
And most mornings, we’re all fine and fine.
I write.
Word count, counts.
Together, in our odd I won’t bother you/you won’t bother me tag-team, we accomplish.
YaY
But every so often and once in a while,
when sentences refuse to flow,
when I sometimes wonder why ??
when I look up to acknowledge my reflection in the back door window and that doubt machine turns to full blast, POWER: ON.
YeP
In this predawn darkness, I allow those questions their due diligence, realizing, no matter how they batter, they beat, they analyze and repeat, I will return to my laptop
again
and again
and again
because quitting, is simply not an option.
And as a long ago promise s l o w l y, but ever so surely finds it’s way back into my vibe,
I glance at that unassuming word count, knowing,
quietly,
confidently,
we’ll continue.
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