“I don’t want to adult today.”
“Why not?”
“I just don’t feel like it.”
“Well that’s not a good excuse. I don’t feel like doing a lot of things.”
“But I just don’t wanna!”
“Not good enough.”
“I want someone to take care of me today. Make me breakfast. Serve it to me. Give me big hugs all day. Do my laundry. Rub my feet.”
“Not gonna happen.”
“Hmmffff. I know.”
“Well?”
“Well what?”
“Well what are you going to do now?”
“Sit here and sulk. Stare at the blank TV screen. Not work out. Not write. Not talk to anyone. I don’t want to talk to anyone today. I don’t want to go to the grocery. I don’t want to adult today.”
“Put your big girl panties on and do it. DO IT!”
“Alright! Stop yelling at me.”
“I’m not yelling. I’m motivating.”
“Ugh.”
“Alright. I’m gonna write. I’ll get up and go to the computer.”
“Good!”
“But I don’t know what to write. I know what I want to write. But I don’t know if I should. I don’t like putting myself out there.”
“Come on. You know how it is. Any artist has to put themselves out there to share his craft or else it is wasted. And it balls up inside and has nowhere to go.”
“I know.”
“So start small. Just write. First thing that comes to mind. Who cares?”
“You’re right. Ok. I’ll put my big girl panties on. I’ll put my big girl panties on. And I’ll write about our conversation.”
“That’s good!”
“Ok I’m doing it now.”
“Great.”
“But I still don’t want to adult today.”
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