I feel the same way. Things are jumbled in my brain right now that make me unable to write as I used to, though I know it's still in me.
I love how you said you can be honest when writing unlike when you are speaking. I find it harder to speak than to write something or draw something. People never understand anything I'm trying to say.
I love the blurting out things in a crowded room where no one's listening. It does feel that way.
But it's exciting and something that's completely your own and, for me, that feeds my crazy writer soul.
I have a crazy art soul and music soul, and one isn't stronger than the other, but they all make me feel just as alive.
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Things are jumbled in my brain right now that make me unable to write as I used to, though I know it's still in me.
I love how you said you can be honest when writing unlike when you are speaking. I find it harder to speak than to write something or draw something. People never understand anything I'm trying to say.
I love the blurting out things in a crowded room where no one's listening. It does feel that way.
But it's exciting and something that's completely your own and, for me, that feeds my crazy writer soul.
I have a crazy art soul and music soul, and one isn't stronger than the other, but they all make me feel just as alive.
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