Is it good enough?
Here it is, my most feared enemy.
Whenever I sit down to write or create something, he sits by my side, relentlessly repeating that same question over and over.
Is it good enough?
He has no mercy or compassion.
I may be drowning in my own doubts.
I may be lost in my emptiness.
He doesn't care.
Some days, I don't know where to start.
Longing for a spark of inspiration, a glimmer of an idea to ignite my writing, I delve into my memories and scour my collection of inspiring quotes.
But he never leaves my side.
Whenever I grasp a fragment that could breathe life into my creative process, he relentlessly asks the same question.
Is it good enough?
Dousing my fire and crashing my hopes.
This morning, though, I had enough.
Today, I'm standing up to you.
Here you are, exposed for everyone to see.
Let me ask YOU this time.
Is it good enough?
Aho! Of course