Everybody’s waiting for that external validation. For everything.
To be told you are doing a great job.
To get those likes. Those views.
To make it big.
Or, is it just me?
I knew someone once, who used to write, and destroy his work.
Because, it was just….for the beauty of writing.
For me, that was horrific. Lol.
But, maybe that’s what we need to go back to.
Existence. For the very sake of existence.
Writing, because it is joyous.
It may sound defeatist. It isn’t.
It’s intended to elevate our beings. If you elevate yourself, to the level of your readership/viewers. You are your only audience. What would YOU like to read. What would YOU like to watch.
Dance, like no one is watching.
Because no one is.