OK, so 1 page per day. I know that it works - I was doing it before.

The question is... what should I be writing about?

About myself. About my life. It's the subject that I know best, and that I can be the most honest about.

But if I really wrote one page per day, what would I create? Something worthwhile? Or just a page full of shit that never gets anywhere?

Guess what? You won't know unless you try it.

I'm going to have to play with this a bit. Can you do this daily? Should you commit to it? I don't know.

Yes you do. Of course you should commit to it. Why wouldn't you? Because you might fail? What a load of crap.

Of course you might fail! That's the point. It isn't a venture if there's no chance of failure. So why not commit?

Oh, my poor self esteem if I fail. Oh, the horror. Oh, the agony. Oh Oh Oh...

Harden the Fuck Up.

And write. Work. Sing in the pages, cry on the computer.

And stop insisting upon yourself. Stop taking yourself so damn seriously. You are just a survival machine, risen from the apes, fallen from the angels. A few years from now you'll be gone.

But this will still be here. Mark the world now, because tomorrow you may not be here.

Well goddamn! I finished a page!