Progress

- I can't believe I just wrote all that. I think I really needed to take the time to write that, I feel better. It's like warming up your voice before a song. How can I write without loosening up? Words feel more definite now. It's strange, as though you're walking in the dark, shuffling in case you trip, uncertain, and always reaching. It feels a bit brighter and a little lighter.

My insecurities just flooded back. 
- I'm being ridiculous, my writing style is awful, pretentious, devoid of emotion, pathetic, derived, toneless, flat. 
- But it's a blog, I think this might be my best chance of airing those many failings. And getting some nice mixed metaphors in. And some bad grammar. It feels good.
- So be it. You'll read this tomorrow morning, and you're going to think it's shit.
- Probably. Hopefully nobody will notice.