Posts in spoken words
Picking up the pen.

Why is it I can make out something to be so big in my head? I can strategize. I can stress. I can play it out every single step of the way. But I don't begin. I delay. I extend my runway — again and again and again. Sometimes I realize, thank goodness, I am in the thick of doing this, and I stop. And I get busy doing instead of thinking about it all. That's where I am right now, y'all. 

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