Today I painted clouds on my bathroom wall because lately I've been choosing the thing that makes me smile even if it's work that isn't needed or doesn't totally make sense.
I'm avoiding looking at an email I don't want to look at. I'm afraid to even write what I'm afraid of because I'm partly superstitious, believing if I say what I fear aloud that will give it even more power than it already has over me.
Though I know that if this email says what I fear it will ultimately be nothing more than a setback and not an omen of ultimate creative failure no matter what I do, I am taking my time in looking at the response because no matter what it is, I want to be in a mental place where I can respond productively, positively, and with hope.
I’ll know when I’m ready. I haven’t been ready yet.
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