Some do want to be a writer.
To have something to say. To shape the world with carefully chosen words. To receive something rare and call it your own. To be the channel. To own the insight.
But as you might sense, you’re not writing. It’s not yours. It’s not arriving to you. You aren’t the orchestrator.
Let the orchestration crumble. Let the one who writes evaporate, even as writing happens.
We don’t need more writers. We need fewer attempts to be someone who receives. Less authorship, but empty pages filled anyway.
There has been some writer evaporation here for sure 😃