My fingers itch to slide the pen from where it’s clipped to the journal . . .

Writers block


. . . to open it up to a crisp, white page and work out everything that’s inside me with swirls of ink across the paper, but I still can’t do it. I don’t think I can, anyway.


Topic: “Black” / “White”

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