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Maybe Eat a Mango

 Maybe Eat a Mango The face is glum, the day is ho-hum, When the blues come a-visiting, And the heart feels heavy, When your footsteps are slow, And your mood is low, Maybe eat a mango. Nose sniffing the ripe fragrance, Senses awakening to yellow radiance, As water pours over the mango, A small corner of the soul a-washes, The knife carves out goodness, As it cuts into the mango’s tenderness, With wafts of sweet delight swirling the air. You bite into sunshine, gold, Your heart assumes the softness of the mango, Your face melts just a little, Your eyes unfreeze a smidge, The mango’s glorious taste consumes it all, The blues, the mood, the ho-hum Maybe eating a mango turned the day around.
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 I have nothing to write about today. 

Perhaps, this is what is called a ‘writer’s block’. However, strangely, I don’t feel any agony or anxiety over having nothing to write. And that’s because I’ve successfully shifted the ‘write daily’ exercise for myself to be one of low pressure. I’m not trying to prove anything to myself so it’s easier. I just scribble for a quick 15 minutes before letting life engulf me in its humdrum again. So there’s no looming prospect of needing a dedicated chunk of time. 

In this post, I really wanted to look under that feeling of not wanting to write to see what I could find.

The first thing that strikes me is that we’re human and feeling exhausted and wanting to take a break from a daily routine is par the course for being human. 

Secondly, life consumes you in a huge incoming wave of attention-demanding things. Like the eye of Sauron, you shift your focus to the more important tasks at hand. 

Third, sometimes it feels good to sit with your feelings of ‘ho-hum’, do nothing, dabble in the melancholy for a while. 

Maybe writing daily without a break is discipline or  maybe it’s privileged. Maybe it’s punishing and unrealistic. Maybe it’s mechanical. Maybe it’s cathartic. Maybe it’s sustained for one season of your life but not the next. 

Ho-hum.







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