This has been the process. Except, my fingers never actually make it to the keyboard. It all happens in my head. Pause, think, type. Now that my fingers have actually started kissing the keys the process is now: pause, think, type. I have an audience in my head. It feels so unlike me to say this but I have to remember that this is an exercise for me. This is the quiet corner of the universe that belongs to me that I am happy to share with you. But Charles, your audience is you. Write for you. Type for you. You are allowed to delete but only if it’s for you. Do not ask ChatGPT or Copilot to modify your voice. Make it raw make it pure make it yours. But I can’t stop thinking of who will read this. It’s you right here and right now. This is your gift to you. Hit publish with no edits make it as imperfectly you as possible. Turn Grammerly off. Remember two things to keep moving forward. This is for you and you can keep it long or make it brief. There is a feeling of satisfaction I feel now. I sigh in relief. I didn’t realize how important this space was for me. It’s time to move forward for your audience – you.