The eternal fight

The sky that evening was dark to the left and light to the right. Time passes, while I watch the two sides march together, like the two sides in an opposing war. The dark clouds of night, greater in number march on the white clouds of blue at the battle of sunset in the eternal fight. The battle commenced at first touch, it didn't take long for the darkness to dominate the battle, the remaining white stained red by the spoils of war. Moments later the forces of darkness take over and plunge us into night, yet the battle rages while we sleep. In the morning to my surprise the darkness didn't win. The sun rose again, the bright blue sky was peppered with fluffy white dots, just don't look to the horizon just yet.....

The inside of my mind looks a little like this on a daily basis, the eternal fight self doubt versus self confidence. This week I woke up to the blue skies and fluffy white, the self confidence won out (so far). I took myself off to a creative writing workshop, I wrote to prompts for only the second time since I started writing. My confidence knew no bounds, a day of never ending sunshine with not a cloud of darkness in sight, going as far as to read out to the group what I had written. Maybe some alien being inhabited my body for the afternoon, I don't know but I think I took a step closer to thinking of myself as a writer. Or maybe I still just dabble ;-)

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How are your battles raging on?