"There is no rule on how to write. Sometimes it comes easily and perfectly; sometimes it's like drilling rock and then blasting it out with charges."
-Ernest Hemingway
-Ernest Hemingway
The Perplexity of Mind
December 16, 2009
I am not me. This is not the person my friends knew. My thoughts are wandering. Every second. It seems like the universe is throwing a thought in my brain in every nanosecond. I need to breathe. I longed for someone. I had someone. But that didn’t help. So the problem is just me. Just me.
