I don't think I'm doing very well at this. I haven't settled in. Where I once had plenty of thoughts to share I now have none. It's as if the opportunity to vocalise has drained me.
Or perhaps I began in the wrong tone and that is stopping me from speaking. I have to make another jump. I have to break out of that which I began in. I have to begin again and make sure that this time I keep thinking, keep talking.
I was hoping that this would be a scrapbook. But there is a beauty in the physicality of sticking images to the page, of writing words, that I cannot find in the tapping of keys.
I shall persevere but you'll have to bear with me.
Or perhaps I began in the wrong tone and that is stopping me from speaking. I have to make another jump. I have to break out of that which I began in. I have to begin again and make sure that this time I keep thinking, keep talking.
I was hoping that this would be a scrapbook. But there is a beauty in the physicality of sticking images to the page, of writing words, that I cannot find in the tapping of keys.
I shall persevere but you'll have to bear with me.
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