What Should I Write About

This hanging question deserves an answer… In a fun way…So here it goes…

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So I sat down almost splintering my back with a mild jerk. Don’t worry it’s a joke. Sometimes I like exaggerating things.

You can picture me adjusting my back to sit right and not hunch it like it had to bear the weight of the sky. That’s all was the matter. So let’s dismiss it immediately.

In one part of the day I submitted three poems to a literary journal (I love this part of my life). And then when I logged in to Medium, I had gone lazy or just wasn’t in the mood or was I experiencing a brief dalliance with the not so popular writer’s block?

No definitely not. Let’s vote for “no mood” mood.

Or since I had drained myself enough with the poetry maybe I needed a break. So I grabbed a cup of coffee and read few pages of a book (a Noble Laurette’s work) and then thought would delay writing as much as I needed until I felt guilty enough for not letting the dollars roll in.

Sorry of course until I missed your dear claps and comments.

Then came the hardest part.

I had decided on writing. You know being a little stern with myself which I am usually not. I am a lot easy to go by kinda person. I mean I know…