There are days when I have no reason to write anything. There are days when I don’t feel the need to write anything and there are days when I absolutely don’t want to write anything (that mostly happens when I have a dark day).
Today I am having a dark day and I think I am getting tired of this carousel of emotions. I have the urge to stop, sit still, cover myself in blankets, drink a cinnamon tea and eat chocolate cookies with nothing but silence around me. Sometimes the silence kills me all together because I can hear my brain thinking, other times the same silence vacuums every thought I have and I can pretend I don’t exist for a second.(Have you tried that? It’s awesome!)
Today is one of those days when nothing makes sense and I want to crawl into a black hole where no one can find me for a while. I would sit quietly there for twenty minutes, I will start missing my family, I would get hungry, I would slowly open my eyes and eventually when all the initial feelings will go away, I would wish to have something to write on so I can remember that black hole moment.