Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Writer's Block

Today, I don't know what to write about. I've been trying to come up with something but nothing seems to settle on the paper.

My thoughts are like a butterfly that won't settle long on any leaf. He spends his life flitting about in the air resting only long enough to tantalize and tempt the one whose net would trap him.

I wrestle with the words trying to make them form a thought or tie them up neatly into a package ready to give away.

The wall is too high and too wide today. I guess I'll just sit here and wait. Maybe I'll paint a word over me on the wall for everyone to see. Maybe then they will understand.

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