It’s funny how I love to write. I write as a hobby and I loved writing for school. In high school, I was that weirdo who got excited when we had to write essays. I was a member of both of my school’s newspapers. I just love it, but I was writing a short essay for a job application, and I just didn’t know what to say. When I said it, I didn’t say it right. I don’t remember the last time I got writer’s block, but I just had it.
I hadn’t had writer’s block after the accident so I thought I won. It wouldn’t bother me again; but I didn’t win. It just came back as I was writing an essay for a job application. The words didn’t come out. Or they didn’t sound well. It’s just a short essay and I thought I would have this done in like 5 minutes. I have been sitting here for more than five minutes and I had to think about something else.
It’s one of two things, I can’t remember what I’ve done or I can’t organize it in my mind to write it. I hate it when the first one happens because it’s in there somewhere, I know I know it, but I just can’t get there. I can’t reach that thought, and when I can it’s a little messed up and I need to organize it. Then another thought just jumps in. I guess it would be better to write everything as it comes and organize it later, but I like to write down my complete thoughts so I don’t forget those.
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