Today, I had to drag myself through my writing, based on my commitment to 5 pages every weekend.
It was not inspirational, but I kept going.
Parts of it felt drab and parts of it brought some excitement, but there was no flow. Just one word after another.
Not all pages write themselves. Not all days break themselves.
I am thankful for commitment, and the discipline to follow through without anyone but myself holding me accountable. It provides the required activation energy to overcome inertia.