Sometimes, I see worlds. But they're vague, fragments and pieces and not whole. How does one get to fill a blank page again?
It's like I want to create something...an art, a story, whatever form...But I forgot how to live, and I'm working on changing my reality, so I can't.
Not yet anyway.
No, it isn't writer's block. And I'm not even that tired physically. But maybe my heart needs adventure before I can jump back on the imagination part and use words to build worlds and lives.
I used to write for escape. But now I've learned to face my fears. So writing doesn't really feel the same.
There's no need to escape from something I'm striving to make better with God's help.
But then, how do I write?
Not yet anyway.
No, it isn't writer's block. And I'm not even that tired physically. But maybe my heart needs adventure before I can jump back on the imagination part and use words to build worlds and lives.
I used to write for escape. But now I've learned to face my fears. So writing doesn't really feel the same.
There's no need to escape from something I'm striving to make better with God's help.
But then, how do I write?
