I give up.
After I don't know how many minutes looking for something to write, I still have nothing.
And the more I dig, the less I find.
So, I give up.
I accept that this is one of these days in which the muse has no plan of showing up on my side.
So be it.
I give up waiting.
But I won't skip writing.
See, the muse loves to test us.
She wants to see how much we want it.
Can you show up even if it's in vain?
Dear muse, here I am.
I give up waiting for you.
But I'm still showing up.
I'll be here again tomorrow.
Will you?