
Time is the fire in which we all..burn.
Pictures are supposedly the carriers of a thousand words, sometimes, a million. Words - feelings, anger, hatred, hurt - which we cannot speak. Inexpressibility of simple or complexed sentences we find unexpectedly hard to comprehend. Words which speak..expressions.
I’m having a difficulty in trying to convey what I really want to say. And I’m losing all my inspiration. I could stare at a screen, with my mind all blank and nothing that makes perfect sense ever comes up. I don’t know where to go from here, or what direction means. At this rate, I don’t reckon I will ever understand.
And it’s frustrating. Really really frustrating.
I need Jodi Picoult and Mitch Albom now.