There’s been a lot going on in my life and compared to when I was in the most boring of states, I am not able to write about any of these happenings. It’s not that they are meant not to be written, perhaps it is because I do not possess the will to write about them. No, not entirely. Maybe it’s creativity? I want to write about them but I do not know how to write them. Right, right. Wait, so when you put it that way, is it knowledge? No, no. I can write…even though I’m not very good at it. Stress? I have too many things on my mind I can’t sort them out and make the words flow smoothly. Right now, my mind is like a river being splashed around by a herd of animals. Is that it? Maybe. Slightly. Inspiration? What? No! I even have so much to write about I don’t know where to start! Ding! Two points for too many things in my head.

How hard can it be to write about new experiences? It’s easy, right? One can try for a narrative approach with a bit of insights here and there and then voila! you have a composition. It’s easy, really! But I don’t have that right now. Today, and maybe for a few more weeks, I do not know how to write.


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