Sometimes, I seem to have so much to say that my brain feels as congested as orchard road on a public holiday weekend. Yet, these are the moments when I find it the hardest to articulate my thoughts, as if there is something lodged somehow in my mind and the words just wont gush forth as I wish they could. To call it a writer's block would be an understatement.
I feel so knotted inside... Perhaps that is one of my greatest failings; I spend so much time looking for all the right words that I end up not saying anything at all... and I guess I've unintentionally hurt my loved ones with my discomforting silences. Is it my fear of opening up my soul to the scrutiny of others? Or a more complicated need to achieve a kind of precision in my thoughts before I entrust myself to verbalize them?? Am I just a jerk or just a Loser with an ultra-humongous "L"?????
It seems that one of my greatest fears is coming true and there is nothing I can do to stop it; Life is passing me by.
Oh God.. have You forsaken me???
