And this was a time I wasn't feeling it. Not feeling the juices or the writing or the desire to write, even. And I have been wanting to write on the topic of food and cooking and loving old recipes. But it wasn't in me. And now I know I have started and hated what I started. Or maybe it's just the beginning of a future piece. Maybe one day I will come back and read this and separate it into individual sections and just go crazy with ideas. Or maybe I won't ever come back and read it, but it did feel good to start something. So, don't rip up those "bad" pieces or throw them away or delete them. Leave them, because when you try again, you will be so happy with what you finished and know you started from something. So, maybe I'll just publish this and let any potential or wanna be writer know that who cares if you write something that doesn't rock. Or doesn't speak to you. It is still an attempt and that is what matters.

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