2.27.2006
I used to write a lot, perhaps because I felt like I had things to say. Now I feel as if my voice has gone away. I stare at the screen blanky, as if I were stuck in some random conversation with people I don't know and with nothing to add.
I feel like I'm waiting at the starting line, for the race gun to sound off, but it doesn't. So I wait and sit, and blink my eyes and watch as the rest of world spins by.
[ esca | 6:44 PM | ]