Crazy how you can do something for a while and still find yourself falling in love with it. It wasn’t until now that I started committing and giving my all to blogging and making music.
It doesn’t feel like work—like, “Ahh man, I need to do this or that.” It feels more like a part of me. Like it’s instilled in me.
Even when I’m tired, I still get up slowly and do what I can. Pushing myself a little makes me feel accomplished, and showing up holds me accountable.
But it’s more than that. When I don’t make anything, I miss it. I miss having somewhere to put my thoughts and feelings.
It’s a part of my life. It’s my best friend. 🐼🖤
