Permission to write

I am an adult, a grown-up, almost ancient if you listen to my children so why do I still feel the need to have permission to write?
I am not talking about external permission, you have to come shopping/cook/buy shelves permission. I am talking about the internal
” shouldn’t I be shopping/cooking/ buying shelves? ”
Sort of permission.
It is insane.
It is also a clear sign that writing is simply too much fun. If it gives you joy then it obviously isn’t work.
Well, I for one am going to laugh in the face of procrastination and dance the Macarena to the beat of my work ethic.
It’s work. It’s fun.
Get over it.

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