Sometimes the thing you were working on to share. The one you pulled together in a rough draft. Sometimes it says to you — I am just for you. I was just something you needed to hear. No need to broadcast this one.
Sometimes you have to accept that it’s time to put it aside. To let it either percolate or disintegrate. Or simply live on forever in an text file on your computer.
Sometimes we simply have to let go of what we were working on and, instead, share what happened.