I've sat down to write this a million times,
focused on the luminous white screen with its blinking cursor begging to follow the flow of words.

But it never came, never flowed as freely as it used to. It's not because I don't have the time, it's not even because I don't have the words, it's because when I'm finally left to think about things, I'm frozen.

The words will come, eventually, I'm sure of it, but until then, i commit myself to shouting them out in my head, in my thoughts, in my sleep.