My son has just asked whether I write every day. I try to, but do not succeed. After a successful run of posting daily, I was feeling a bit of a failure. Yesterday, I decided that writing a blog was not a good move, I needed to do some urgent tasks instead. Well they had become urgent, having lurked on a to do list for a while. I had a nagging feeling that I had failed throughout the day though.
But the offspring’s question this morning was swiftly followed by another: “so how many people read it?”. He is the generation of media users where if there are no reads or likes, there is no point. Is this a clue to that nagging feeling of failure, am I getting swept away with that sort of thinking? I am very grateful indeed if you’re reading this, and more so if you respond to it in some way. I am posting this into the public for a reason, to have an audience and to feel accountable for making the piece readable.
The main reason for writing though is to have a positive habit every morning which enables me to face a complicated day having exercised my brain with something enjoyable, but still a bit challenging. Yesterday I knew I had not let myself down, I needed to do the tasks more than my brain needed this. Yet, I felt that I had broken the habitual nature of the exercise, and maybe I missed the interaction as well. But, of course missing one day does not destroy a habit, it’s making sure I get back to it that counts. Hopefully someone will read this today. And life feels a bit smoother having spent some time catching up on domestic stuff.