Last month when I sat down to write, there was a certain set of things from my life that I would think about, that distracted me
This month, having worked on my life for another month, there is a different set of things that distract me when I sit to write !!
They're a different set of things—yet they both serve the same purpose—when I sit to write, these things flood my head, telling me that they are more important than my writing
For 2 hours a day, I have to decide that they're not