I think sometimes these days, we get caught up in wanting to do things right. For them to be perfect. For the things we do to be things that can be “oooo”d and “ahh”‘d at instead of laughed at or ridiculed.
I think I’m different.
Sometimes, I write and I’m really excited about writing. Sometimes, I really think I have something important or interesting or funny to say. But some days, this just isn’t true. For some days, writing is a chore, and one that I’m not excited about, no matter how much I love writing. But I think that it is important for me to continue writing because I think it’s a muscle that has to be exercised just the same way my body needs to be exercised in order to feel like I’m not dying when I go to dance class.
A few days ago, my roommates and I along with our friend Jessica watched the Mr. Roger’s documentary Won’t You Be My Neighbor? I was reminded of my favorite segment from Mr. Rogers years ago where he draws a house, and is talking to the camera saying something akin to Here’s a house I’m drawing. I’m not very good at it but it doesn’t really matter, it’s the fun of doing it that’s important.
Just found the clip here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PPJLyHZFWRc
I think that we need to do more things for the fun of them. For the love of it. And it means not everything needs someone to hit a like button for you, or give you verbal praise. It just means that you recognize your love and fuel it. I know I love writing and I know it’s a muscle I want to work. It’s like dance, and how I don’t love to run, but I know that running makes dancing more fun for me. So sometimes, I’ll be writing something interesting here. And sometimes, it will be me doing my best, just writing to write.