What to Write?

 

I’m not sure what to write about today.

It’s not that I don’t have anything to say. There’s always something swirling around in my head—thoughts, questions, things I can’t quite put into words yet. But right now, nothing feels big enough to put down on paper.

Maybe that’s the problem. Sometimes, it feels like I have to write about something important. Something that will make sense of everything that’s happening. But nothing’s making sense today.

Blizzard is curled up next to me, her fluffy tail twitching occasionally in her sleep. It’s peaceful here. The courtyard’s quiet, and the air is crisp with the promise of autumn. Sometimes I feel like I should be doing something important in this moment, like I’m supposed to be preparing for something big. But right now, everything just feels... still.

Father’s been busy lately, off on one of his trips to town. I don’t mind it when he’s gone, but there’s always this weird space in the tower that he leaves behind. It’s not quiet exactly, but it’s different.

I could write about the things that are happening outside, but that’s too much for me today. There’s so much going on in the world—so much that I can’t quite grasp. I mean, there are things I can feel and things I can’t, but right now, none of it feels like it’s for me to share.

Maybe I’ll write about Blizzard. She’s been keeping me company, always there when I need her. When I first summoned her, I didn’t know how much she’d change things. She’s so quiet, so graceful, but there’s a strength to her, too. Maybe that’s why I feel like I don’t have to fill the silence with words when she’s around.

Or maybe I’ll just leave this entry blank. Sometimes, not having something to say feels more honest than trying to force something out. Maybe I’m just not ready yet.

But I’ll write something. I always do.

Just not today.

— Sarra