In the past few weeks, I've written enough to replace all the pages in an entire set of Encyclopedia Britannica books... to no one. The words are swirling, floating like a balloon, slipped from a child's hand, and disappearing into the atmosphere... It becomes so very small, then disappears. How long before it pops?
I'm also sure that most of what I write is hyperbolic, hypocritical nonsense.
See, if you can't even tell the difference between nonsensical, offensive garbage, and meaningful words that truly reach someone, that means it's a good time to stop writing... Stop writing to an invisible audience. Just stop.
I
think I need a break from myself and my own thoughts? I think too much. I can't even just write a blog post about stopping writing without writing a whole lot of words. I could keep going here... I
just keep typing. But, I mean it. I'll shut up. (Do you believe me?)
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