10,000 tiny ghosts

[faithlesswonder]

Just finding the first word to say, the start of the proverbial sentence, has been the hardest thing lately. The echoes of ideas in my head are just fine, but once they cross the threshold of reality...something happens. Bits fall away, the core structure falls apart and I'm left with a blank page. An existential empty canvas

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[shannonsays]

*HUG*