Is there anything in the world more intimidating than a blank page (or computer screen)? Infinite possibility rests in those empty spaces, which means that we must choose from infinite possibilities in order to begin.
What would you offer as just the first line of a story, poem or song?
“Looking into your eyes, I saw………”
Someday it’ll all make sense.
I like it!
It did not go according to plan: it went better.
I like it too!