There's this thing about just starting anyway.
It gets clearer as you progress. At least, that's what it feels like for me right this moment.
I'm drifting to sleep and I'm thinking of the next step to take to keep the group dedicated to the task of a 100-day journaling work.
I'm waking up and I'm sending my deepest prayers that people get to find something along the way. Whatever their reason for journaling is.
I'm thinking, what more value can I bring to this table?
And thoughts come. I take steps immediately. Some are implemented. Others are not ripe, but the food gets cooking.
It's a day at a time. We keep pushing and driving on this one.
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Random Experiences - 2022
Non-FictionThis is a random journal of an introverted explorer of experiences.