As of this moment, I’m trying my best
to give my brain some work out.
I want to write a piece;
something beautiful and productive;
a piece that will make me proud of myself
for accomplishing something.
I’m digging some words but at some point,
I just couldn’t find any.
I feel like I’m just creating a hole in my brain
that destroys it and makes it of no use.
I want to write so badly but my thoughts are failing me.
I can’t write anything!

Ever since I was in high school,
I have taken pride in being able to write
(in my own, biased opinion)
some pieces of better than the average literature.
Aside from that, I was able to produce
my best works at the fastest times.
There is a hitch, however.
I was only capable of writing well
whenever I was inspired.
When I had no other reason to write besides I had to,
my work was as good as ready for the trash bin.

This is the challenge that I want to overcome:
to write well in spite of the lack of inspiration.
To make good use of paper and ink
(though in my case now, it’s keyboard and screen)
even if I sometimes can’t find it in my heart to continue.
For writing is in many ways the same as living.
We commit our best and most memorable acts
whenever we have compelling reasons to do so.
We transcend our usual capabilities
whenever we are inspired beyond the ordinary.

But there are times when
we just can’t motivate ourselves enough.
There are instances in which we continue
to do our tasks just because we have to.
But then again, this does not mean
that we have to lose our desire to live.

I don’t have any clue with the heck I just said.
I feel like blah blah-ing for the moment.
I’m trying my best to
make my brain useful this time. I really do!
Though I’m a bit disappointed right now
(for this is not the piece I’m expecting to write)
I’ve learned something valuable:

I learned that we should not wait
for inspiration before we go to work.
We have to work first, and continue
to press ourselves even when we are not motivated.
Before we know it, inspiration will come to us.