Today, I was working at Lucky Dog... when it happened.
Then... I stopped.
What in the mother-crap-face should I write about??
As I sat here, staring blankly at the screen, I realized that I didn't quite know what to say.
So, I'd type a few words... then delete those few words. Then, I'd do it again. I continued this useless process for what felt like an eternity. In reality, it was more like 20 minutes.
In my return to my blog, I guess I wanted to write something worth reading. Something compelling. Or inspiring. Or at the very least... decent.
At the moment, I had none of that.
So... I got up, walked away from the computer, and decided to do something else.
But, for some reason... I kept looking back at my computer... just longing for some sense of normal. I kept thinking: I should write something. Anything.
Even though it's only been a couple of weeks since my last post... to me, it feels like months have passed. I guess the recent chaos in my life helped skew my concept of time... with each day seeming about 2-months-long.
So, today... as I felt the urge to write again, I was suddenly worried that maybe I had nothing left to write... worth sharing.
I stopped and asked myself, "What did I write about before? And why did anyone read it?"
Well... I wrote about animal rescue. I wrote about shelter dogs. I wrote about action, change, and justice. I wrote about wishes, dreams, and reality. I wrote about life, love, and hope.
That's what I wrote about.
In doing so... I wrote with honesty. My words were genuine. I shared tears, and smiles, and laughs. I was candid, heartfelt, and real. I was... me.
And that's why they read it.
With that realization, I thought: Maybe I don't have to write something amazing. Maybe I should just... write. Maybe that's enough.
And Lucky Dog Rescue Blog... is back.