So, I was writing yesterday. No, not just writing. Flying. Soaring. Racing. My fingers were flying and flapping across the computer. Ideas were coming to me, lightning bolt-ing through my brain. 500 words. 1,000 words. 1,500 words. Go, go, go.
And then, my computer shut off.
NOOOOO!!!!!
Yes, I lost my work. Not all of it, but a decent amount. I press the “Save” button on my computer almost neurotically, because I’m always afraid of this very thing happening. I guess my neuroticism was interrupted this time by the flowing ideas.
Sooooo…what now? I was sure what I’d written had been brilliant, and now it was gone, gone, gone (like Frank Sinatra, like Elvis and his mom, like Al Pacino’s cash, nothing lasts in this life…sorry, good song…just popped into my head).
So I had to redo it.
And you know what?
I think it’s better than the original.
But I never would have had the improved material if I hadn’t lost the original. It makes me wonder how many things in life would be improved if I only had the courage to venture out and “rewrite” the way I do things in life.
Interesting thought.
Questions for You: What would happen if you stepped outside of your comfort bubble and “rewrote” some aspects of your life?