There are days that I can’t put my thoughts into words. Partly because I’m tired from a night full of wild dreams, partly because my thoughts are messy and all over the place. My thoughts are so fragmented at the moment that I’m not sure that it will make any sense to you, and there’s so much I would like to say.
I probably, no I’m actually sure, that I should sit down with my journal and just write it all down until it will make sense and until I’ll be able to make something from it. That’s the only way I know, the only way I can figure it all out. Writing everything down on paper. Working through the mess until I see a clear point.
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