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My eternal struggle


This picture is so appropriate for my state of mind right now.
I haven't been able to write.
I might have published few posts here, but I am not happy with that, because I know I write more, I write better. 
It's like I am not able to put my thoughts into words. 
I have so many thoughts banging the walls of my brain, but refuse to come down to paper.

What to do?

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  1. AnonymousSunday, December 12, 2010 9:30:00 AM

    I feel the same way. I need to edit and write outlines but every time I get in front of the computer it seems my brain dehydrates

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  2. SaumyaSunday, December 12, 2010 11:35:00 AM

    Aw, I feel your pain. Taking breaks helps!! I'm sure that you'll love the results once they're finally on paper :)

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  3. Krystal Sunday, December 12, 2010 8:03:00 PM

    I definitely have felt like that before.... <3 Your not alone.

    xoxo

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  4. Rohit DassaniSunday, December 12, 2010 11:45:00 PM

    Nothing to worry... things will be the same again... just enjoy the changed dammu!

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  5. Laura DarlingMonday, December 13, 2010 6:25:00 AM

    I hate that feeling! Sometimes it seems like I have these great thoughts composed in my head, but when I put them on paper they are terrible! I can't understand it!

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  6. Katie LaneTuesday, December 14, 2010 3:41:00 PM

    That's how I feel sometimes when I'm trying to design something. I can see it in my head but I can't get it to come out. So frustrating!

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