52

I could also write about what I saw that morning of January 1st, 2014

That is the goal. Starting today, I will post a weekly writing on the blogs. There are 52 weeks in a year, each one with 7 perfect days for writing... There is also my full time job, my running goals, dinner time, and saturdays with my mom. But I have procrastinated for too long. Sometimes I take three weeks, sometimes six months to update the blogs. That won't do anymore.
During the last two weeks, only, I have had the opportunity to write about the unplanned lessons that my teachers taught; about Kosin, a man who loved with his smile; about the nostalgia of the disappearing countryside in my childhood neighborhood, and even about the most terrorific flight in my life so far.
Every artist has said it and I should know it by now: Inspiration exists, but it has to find you writing.