Writing is no different than waking up early morning before the sun has risen, taking that 20 minute drive to the gym to sweat and tear down your body, in the sense that you’re bound to exist in one of 2 states. It’s very binary - either you’re the person that commits to the process and respect its sanctity or you’re one that does not.
Often times we get mesmerized by the idea of doing something but if the process itself is not enjoyable then that’s an unequivocal sign that the commitment for us to follow through will never be there.
I love writing and I’ll admit I’ve fallen behind doing it a lot on it here on the site. I read a lot, I interact tremendously with people at work and there’s always conversations swirling in my head so in essence there’s never a lack of material but there is that feeling of whether any of it is worth sharing.
Also, I’ve identified that it’s the lack of me establishing a routine that’s kept me from writing which is why I’ve I’ve jumped on this bandwagon of keeping a physical journal not meant for anyone to read but more so to function as a mental exercise. As I write this, I’m still in the middle of reading Walter Isaacson's biography of Leonoardo Da Vinci and the daily practice of writing out our thoughts in this book and others always comes, so if there’s every a time to be “inspired” to write more it’s now.