17 drafts and counting sitting in my folder…fledgling ideas. 17 thoughts, unable to grow…hopefully only for now. I cant even write…what a failure.
So many thoughts racing through my mind so I jot them down…bullets, topics, but thats all they become. My thoughts are so jumbled thats the farthest they go. So here I am, left with everything to say, but at the same time, nothing at all.