Tough waves ahead. I don’t know why. I don’t like it. But I keep on pushing. I hope the Sunday prompt post turns out well. Hope to have it done in time.

It’s tough. And not for the reasons I thought. I think my hesitation and my struggle comes from the lack of confidence. Which, of course, continues to persist. Really wish I could find that spark, that extra little piece that I should have as a writer. Or, at least, a person who tends to write. Or tries.

I have to keep pushing. I have to.

I have to keep writing, and hope that I can pump something decent out on Sunday.

Fingers crossed. Holding strong. Take that depression.