Sometimes when I am tired, the only thing I find myself wanting to do is write. I don't have anything particular to write about, but short of anything better to do, I don't see the harm in just rambling to myself.
I sometimes wonder what someone might think if they read these thoughts and observations. Most of my posts have been written during periods of self doubt and anxiety; most of them show the sad side of me that has recently developed. It saddens me that that part of me has been able to dominate recently, and that I have lost a lot of how I used to be.
And somehow that has silenced me.
Thursday, 26 February 2009
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