A wonderful and worthy sentiment, and quite beautifully written – I had to share. I know that while I stopped blogging for a while, it was in part due to the craziness of inviting a second child into my home and following my husband off on this whole crazy med school adventure, but it was also the lack of confidence. So, this post really resonated with me. I hope you enjoy, and it helps you live for the day, too.
We’re responsive creatures, always yearning for some kind of carnal or spiritual fulfillment. So many of our conversations are dedicated to that one question: What makes us feel alive? For me it’s neither people nor adventures. It’s the shapes and colors that make up a city I love.
When I took a semester off in Cali, all I could think about was how much I missed NYC and how exciting it would be to blog about college life there. But four months after I returned to NYU I’ve only written four posts on my adventures here in the Big Apple. Ostensibly it’s because I just haven’t had the time. In reality it’s because I’ve kind of lost confidence in my writing. I don’t think I’ll ever be as good a writer as I would like to be, and I certainly don’t think I’m good enough to capture the sense of wonder I feel every time…
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