Start.
Just start.
No perfect moment
No stylized header
No cultivated following
Or even clear path
Just words on paper
Or rather, pixels on a screen
Fingers hitting keys hitting electrical signals that fire
And create words
And stories
And thoughts
And movement
Movement toward something
Like a blog?
Like a journal?
Like practice
Practice for my fingertips, for my mind
For the words it has pent up and needs to let out
Practice for my eyes
For what they see and attempt to capture in photographs
And succeed only sometimes
Practice for my feet, my body
For it dares to roam and craves the unknown
Practice for my earth
For it has but one life and who I am to shorten it?
So just start.
No perfect moment.
No right time.
Just
Go ahead
And
Start.
Poem inspired by REI’s podcast Wild Ideas Worth Living, episode “2019 Recap”