I've become lost in my own fear of failure. I cannot take a pen to paper; cannot draw the simplest sunset for fear of ruining the perfect whiteness of the page with my pathetic attempt at beauty. I sit, stagnant, waiting for an idea that will not mock me with its mediocrity.
And sitting does not suit me.
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Thanks, Homey! How have you
Thanks, Homey! How have you been?
"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question." - Harun Yahya
I just love your
I just love your posts...
This, though so short, is fantastic. It just completely is so good at what you're describing, and I relate quite a lot.
And I just love the way you write. It's so forward. Keep posting, please!
Goodbye? Oh no, please. Can’t we just go back to page one and start all over again?” – Winnie The Pooh
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I identify with this so much!!!
I love this
I love this.
"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond
Wow. This was so short, I
Wow. This was so short, I didn't expect anyone to like it this much! Thanks for all the enthusiasm, guys!
"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question." - Harun Yahya
Don't know how you did it
Don't know how you did it within the span of this essay, but it completely gave me the feeling of what you were describing. Seriously, so perfectly done. Glad you posted!