writers block
i haven’t felt this way in a while. empty. like i have nothing to put forward. although deep down i know i have a lot i want to say. but i can’t bring myself to do so.
i don’t know how i’m going to do it. or what i’m going to do to allow it. but i’m working on it. i just want to be able to write again. not for myself alone, like a personal diary or for my own personal reference, but for an audience, for people and my own pleasure.
not because i have to, but because i want to.
i wouldn’t want to do something that doesn’t have any meaning to it.
writing has all the meaning in my life. there’s no doubt about that. i can write and write for a very long time and not get tired of it, but lately it hasn’t been feeling so.
i feel lost, like i’m tired of writing and i don’t have anything to say.
like it’s pointless for me to say anything at all.
i don’t know how to work this situation out. but we’ll have to see how far it goes.
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