It's been 3 Years, 2 Months, and 26 Days...

     It's really ridiculous how it's been so long since the last time I sat down and was inspired to write. I was thinking about this over the weekend and realized I didn't need to be inspired. I just needed to write. I constantly have these thoughts in my head and go through the struggle of how to share them.

     For the last three years, I just haven't.

     When I write, it's never just a blurb. When I write, there's a purpose and a complete thought. I don't want to write about the kardashians or taylor or whomever else. I want to write about something I'm passionate about. I want to write about something you're passionate about. None of us are passionate about celebrities. We see them as entertainment. The only people passionate about entertainment are those making money from it.

     After I stopped writing, I thought and planned for a blog. I knew that I wanted to do what I had been doing in entertainment and I wanted to get paid for it. Over the years, I've paid for domains and over-studied HTML and nothing has really transpired. The reason? I wasn't passionate about it. I didn't see a purpose. I couldn't connect what I was doing to a greater good. So, I kinda dropped it. I say, "kinda" because I still had ... HAVE plans. They're up on my office wall. In the meantime, I did jobs that have provided a decent life, but I haven't had much passion for.

     Recently, it came to me that I was going about this all wrong. Maybe monetizing my passion isn't necessary. Maybe I know what the greater good is, I know how to connect to it, but my method is wrong. There's not really a "maybe" to it. It just "is."  

     To fix this problem, I'm writing everyday for an hour until I'm satisfied. Whatever is in my brain will be in black and white. Or purple. This is my lesson in focus. My lesson in life.

      I'm not really sure how many of these I will share the link to and how many will just be my workshop project. But I am sure I'm going to do this and do it well.