Writing a little every day, trying to get back into it. If I can do more than a lesson a day of Duo Lingo to revive my school girl French, for 132 days straight I’m pretty sure I can pick up my pen to muse.
Funny thing, habits. Giving up booze for 1195 days straight is both the act of breaking, and developing new habits and being really honest with myself about what my triggers are. The triggers can be habitual, e.g. that Friday 5pm feeling, or medicinal e.g. I just want to ignore and forget rather than process emotion. More often than not the two became conflated and the outcomes compounded.
Anyway, a little a day…and before you know it, a habit!
A Savage Joy 