In the wee hours of Friday morning, as I wrote what was turning into a long essay about my love for and relationship to New York City, my computer crashed. Nothing of the essay was saved. I felt crushed and honestly have not had the courage to come back to writing for the last two days. But this project, as I keep reminding myself, it not about perfection. It is about keeping going no matter what happens.
I won't be quite ready to venture back into the territories the essay was exploring for another couple of days. In the mean time, I will write about something else.
Just keep writing.