My One Writing Rule

The only way you get better at a skill is to recognize your areas of growth, make goals, preferably SMART goals, and keep at it. I’ve spent the last few weeks observing my habits and noting my various, absurd excuses to get out of chores or anything I didn’t want to do. Now that I’m taking

It Rained.

Rain cleanses. Rain heals. I close my eyes and feel free of family obligation, of money as a motivator, of aggressive American individualism. When stripped of these feelings, rain reminds me of the blood on my hands. A visceral reminder of my deafening silence. My mistakes come back to envelope me in water; I dream of drowning. Can rain rinse the