The flood of words
Finally the mental constipation has lifted in a flood of beautiful words
It is the expectations, writing such a high quality prose is setting unreasonable standards; time and time again I have to remind myself why I am writing my thoughts down
It’s got nothing to do with showing someone something beautiful, it’s about showing sincere thoughts, showing the real you
It takes courage, of course. People might think that I am an idiot, or superficial, or whatever
And yes they might be right , but so what
I am living from this book I got for Christmas present, the courage to be disliked, I read that someone who’s lived a full life without making any enemies hasn’t lived their own life
and wouldn’t that be a shame, what if we live only once?