We are our own best advisors. Often, the best discovery of myself, then, comes from a serendipitous archeology of my own writing.
Today, as I consider love, I did some excavation on my writing to discover what I’ve loved.
The list:
Pronouns.
Editing.
Being edited.
Pencils.
Experiments.
Superlatives.
Gravitation.
Almost happiness.
Not being sure.
Saying no.
Illogical resolutions.
Boobs.
Stories.
New York. All of them.
I never could have listed these in a single sitting, yet seeing it here – I could not imagine anything else. When in doubt, remember how to do what you love. What is it?
