The 100 Frantically Anxious and Dreary Days of a Sane Writer

In the last century we have accomplished a mountain of achievements, in fifty years we discovered what we were made of, in twenty-five years we had lifted curtains off each other's enemies, and in a year we still cannot instill the peace we ought to give and share because we are just as crazy as the next person sitting right beside us. So here's a challenge: for one hundred days, dare to be sane, be calm, and be yourself- whoever you are. Claim your right to be normal. After all, there are those who struggle with it but somehow manage to live within the confines of their realm and not be weakened. For this is what it takes to be normal when we conform to the idea that peace is attained first within you. This was a writing exercise or perhaps people will say it was someone's excrement but what may ever you call it, the exercise to write in paper of over one hundred different things in one hundred different days is calming. It changes the person in you plus the effects affect those whom you care for. For it is insane to be normal but when you are frantic and anxious on dreary days there comes a time you will have to face those fears and be normal. Between a flat piece of paper to a canvas or let alone the walls of an abandoned building- build art. It changes you, it may not take a hundred days but it will take a day for you to realize there were ways to make peace within you.