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I thought I liked writing. At least that's what I keep telling myself. But now, I doubt it. I say I like writing. It helps me process my never-ending thoughts. It helps me document the past and present. It sets direction for the future. When I think about it, the gains are obvious. The benefits of writing cannot be denied. But why don't I find time to write? I want to write consistently. But how consistent is consistent? How would I know if I'm consistent? Would setting a target number of published posts help? If I'm obliged to write because of an arbitrary number, will it still be natural? Or maybe, I can treat it as a practice to improve my writing and the way I express myself. Discipline > willpower. Or should I just write whenever I feel like it? Write when inspiration strikes, which is most of the time. But I just don't act on it. Do I actually like the process of writing, or just the output it creates? But without the former, the latter won't be possible. Probably, the why isn't…

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