Sometimes you sit down at your computer, after a long day. It wasn't a bad day by any stretch of the matter, but it was a long one.
You determine in yourself to finally sit down to write the post that is on your heart.
You sit down. You log in. You start typing.
You're a paragraph in and you realize you haven't shared the story you meant to share.
You hit the delete button and start again.
You write some eloquent pretty words but yet again find yourself tapping the delete button numerous times.
This pattern continues, and your typing seems to match the emotions you've been experiencing in your non screen time life.
You find yourself sharing a happy tale, one where things are bright and cheery.
You find yourself sharing a dark tale, where the words are heavy and the tone is bleak.
You find yourself sharing a realistic tale, the kind where the optimist and pessimist reach a happy medium of a cup that is not full or empty, but is simply shifting.
You let yourself take a break from the stories and just lie on your back on your floor, letting tears flow.
You let yourself take a break from the stories and tell the kind of joke that leaves your own side in stitches.
You realize that all of the things aren't matching up.
But you hit the publish button anyway, because maybe somebody needs to know that it's okay to be kind of all over the place.
