The writing process makes me laugh sometimes.

That I had to, that I must, write and wrestle getting words onto three notebook pages before I get to the one decent sentence I was trying to chase all day. The one sentence that silences me.

The one that makes me stop thinking for a bit, and then at once feel everything.

And then I stop writing, my left hand panting and out of breath.

That I had to be out of breath before my heart comes back to life.

This is funny.


2 thoughts on “thoughts

    1. Thank you!

      When it comes to expressing what’s inside, language is limited. What is more limited is our ability to use language.

      Frustration is inevitable; and so is relief when our efforts comes close. 🙂


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