Today, I did that little thing that I do sometimes… I left the house for work at 7am, even though I didn’t have to start until 9:30am.
No, it doesn’t take me 2 and a half hours to get to work. It takes me 1 hour when things are going well – so where were those other 90 minutes going?
I got to work and parked. I then walked
down the path to my destination of choice –
I had brought my laptop in with me, so as I woke up with an indulgent egg and hash muffin, so too did the words on the screen light up and come alive…
With the help of some caffeine too.
I never would have thought that I’d ever forgo sleep to get up and get some ‘me time’ in. It’s not purely the ‘me time’ that dictates what time I get up though: I want to get up and out of the house early so that baby girl isn’t upset if she sees me leave for work.
Avoiding an angry and sad child is a STRONG motivator. Wanting some writing time, is the extra icing on the cake.
It was a perfect and relaxed start to the day. The more I ‘cafe write’ the more I feel absolutely legit as a writer.
Wait a minute. I am not a writer solely based on where and how I write, and what it is I write, and whether I am published or not…
I am a writer, simply because, shortest English sentence here – I AM.
And YOU are too… simply. Whatever you want to be, you already ARE.