Lately I've had this feeling that wants to pour from within me...and I don't really know what it is. I feel like I've got to get it all out, but where to start and who to start with? Or is there even a who? I feel like I could sit down and write what could be my best piece of work ever, but when I get around to it, I find myself in a blank stare with a blank piece of notebook paper staring back at me.
Sometimes I feel like I should just give up writing, and never look back. It's a curse having all these thoughts pushing and shoving to get out of my head, through my hand that keeps this pen moving along.
Please disregard, I'm just a little shook up...I'm going on 3 hours of sleep.
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