I find it hard to blog these days. Everytime I stare at notepad I feel like a mocking fool with nothing to write.
The thing is-- I always write.
It's some hidden addiction I have that couldn't be stopped. Friends who follow my blog will have to know. *winks*
Meanwhile, while I am about to sleep on my bed, about to close my eyes, I think of something to blog about, and I wrote the post in my head. Then I drift to sleep. The next time I sit here in front of the computer, with notebooks and ballpens and a glass of water, I open notepad and lock my eyes at the blipping cursor and think; "What did I think about last night?"
I'm listening to Emily Harder's version of my favourite Paramore song 'That's What You Get' right now, and I still can't compile all the right words to make this post look good. Or else readable. Words are strangled up at my mind, I'm bordering on writer's block, but I continue to eat like a kid surrounded with sweets.
I have several topics up in my head hidden in my imaginary folders, for future use, just in case my 'blogging block' goes away.
