Blank Page

Something about a blank page. Staring back at me, waiting for the words to fall across it. What will I write about today?

I think about blog posts all the time. Oh, I would love to write about that or that’s an awesome idea – I wonder if people would relate to that or be entertained by it. I’m in constant wonder if what I am thinking, doing, and saying is something worth writing about or having someone be affected by it.

Something about it makes me feel connected. Even if no one reads or cares about it, I still feel like I was meant to take it out of my brain and put it here.

A blank page. So fresh. So free to write till my heart’s content.

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10 thoughts on “Blank Page

  1. I couldn’t agree more. I also have those thoughts when thinking of things to write or post. However, I think you hit the nail on the head by saying in the end just getting it on paper (or on your blog) feels right.


  2. I’m the same way! I’m in my mind it’s always “that might be a good blog post”. And like you, a lot of the stuff I write for myself. To get it out there, to physically see it in writing.

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  3. I love the blank page. It is the most beautiful thing. I remember one time I was all ready to write and then just stopped to appreciate the wonder of the blank page.

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