, you know?

last week i had words. and i spoke them. and shared them.

i let them bounce on the inside of me. fill me.

beautiful words and expressions.

but i did not write them. though i wanted to.

tonight i have no words.

except that i waste too much time.

and that it is hard to live a well-ordered life.

i must make it a point to write words when i have them, you know?

even the weakest of attempts matter. the smallest of efforts.

so i will publish posts that are meek.

i will write when the words are malnourished, anemic, barely there.

shadow words.

words like shells without substance.

because i am learning the power of doing.

of following through.

in smallsmallsmall ways.

in weakweakweak ways.