Yeah. I’m down. I’m a sucker for challenges. Especially ones that push me toward something I’m trying to do anyhow, which is to write more consistently. It’s the YOUR TURN CHALLENGE, which is to post on your blog for seven days straight. And to share the post using #yourturnchallenge.
So what do I post about today?
I was trying to come up with a title for this post before settling on Should I. “My turn” was in the running. My turn piques my interest so I’ll give it a shot.
My turn to go.
My turn to play.
My turn to speak.
My turn to pee.
My turn to look.
My turn to hit.
My turn to pay.
My turn to stay.
My turn to…
My turn is tricky. It involves rhythm, timing. My turn also involves the act of waiting. Or interrupting. Knowing when to pause. Or to break in. Understanding the rules of the game. When it’s optimal to step in or stand by for that moment.
My turn can be stressful and awkward. It can be exciting and dreadful. It calls on you to act. And at times whether you want to or not.
There’s hope in there as well. When it’s my turn, I hope I this. I hope I can.
Goals. What’s the goal when it’s my turn. Results. Maybe. Sometimes it’s process. My turn to enjoy. My turn to have fun.
And then. It’s your turn.
And we play, work, engage like this.
My turn. Your turn. Together.