Every time I have a few minutes to write, I notice I have little to say. I've stared at this screen for multiple hours with great stories and good thoughts and no words.
Zilch.
Nada.
I actually have 4 archived posts I managed to start but cannot finish to save my life. And the only excuse I have?
Love.
Love has completely blown my world to smithereens.
For the last 15 years, I've believed love was quiet and unassuming. Like running water, it changed its charges slowly over a long period of time. So it stands to reason I wasn't prepared for the way it would rip out all the seams and overflow into every aspect of my life.
It's completely wrecked me and disrupted my orderly world nicely separated into different segments.
And how, I ask you, am I supposed to construct a coherent sentence after that?
1 comment:
I have no words but awww!!!
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