When no words come....
This is a pictture of a brain on strike.
This is the picture of a brain saying:
“I’m tired of giving shape to things through words”.
A squiggle reminding me I don’t need to justify my existence by writing words all the time.
So forgive me if i don’t deliver the little story I intended to: I would love to, but can’t.
I will when the words come easily.
Right no…
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