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"I need to write..."

But I can't think of anything. I know what I want to write, but how to do it eludes me. It's times like these that I wish people didn't misinterpret my words/facial expressions/body language. I jjust wish I could finally be understood by someone, somewhere, someday. But until that day comes I'll just sit here smiling my fake smiles and using my made up but prefectly sensical words, hoping that someone may just get an inkling, an iota of an idea, or interpretation that I'm not smiling, I'm throwing out my hands hoping to grasp something to keep me from falling into the lonley spiral that I've been on so many times before. Really, I'm crying out for help but no one can hear me.

Rar.

A toast then, my friends. "To all that could have been..."

I've been trying to put into words what's in my mind, what's in my imagaintion for 10 years, but all I have is a million dislocated fragments.

I just can't express my personal vision - I just can't capture it.

Every springtime and summer of clear water and happy laughter seems to be ever pursued by an autumn of doubt and then a winter of discontent.

Don't let the creative curse destroy you like it's destroyed me.

I know what you mean Rasta

But I can't think of anything. I know what I want to write, but how to do it eludes me. It's times like these that I wish people didn't misinterpret my words/facial expressions/body language. I jjust wish I could finally be understood by someone, somewhere, someday. But until that day comes I'll just sit here smiling my fake smiles and using my made up but prefectly sensical words, hoping that someone may just get an inkling, an iota of an idea, or interpretation that I'm not smiling, I'm throwing out my hands hoping to grasp something to keep me from falling into the lonley spiral that I've been on so many times before. Really, I'm crying out for help but no one can hear me.

Rar.