it's strange because when i was younger, i could create an entire short story from a singular moment in time. have i grown so jaded that the walls surrounding me are built thicker and i can't even get through to my own guarded home?
this is my battle this coming year. so far i've felt incomplete, empty... and am incapable of figuring out why. perhaps if i could overcome the barrier and finally get to myself again, then it'll be easier to figure out the issue and then figure out the steps to solving it.
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