I am paralyzed. I've spent the best part of the day staring at a blinking cursor with a clouded head and an empty mind. [For about the twentieth day running. ] Actually maybe empty mind is wrong, my head feels jam packed full of nothingness. Yes thats are more accurate description. I am paralyzed with nothingness.
I feel I am without purpose.
I can't write, I refuse to be 'just' a housewife. [Not there is anything wrong with that career choice, its just not for me.] If I am honest, I don't know what to do next...
Perhaps, like they say [whoever 'they' are] I have written my book, that there was just 'one' book in me. [Ok, two - but you get my point]. I feel lost and confused and I don't know what to do.
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