Some days are just like that .Uninspiring.
Your pen aimed for the paper and it sits idly.Your mind.
The sheer mental exertion of going through the plains of the vast expanse of your mind to ferret out the little nuggets of sights and sounds of your daily life that lingers on long after your body has passed through the space is a impossibility in itself.
I try to concentrate.My thoughts wander and it returns back safe.A journey bereft of incidents, pain and joy.
I ponder the thought of sending it back again and decide against it.My eyes slowly close and the pen in my hand drops to the floor.
My thoughts wander again.Dreams shroud me.A parallel world in itself and i am once again lost in the wilderness of my thoughts till my mind becomes numb.
Well..off to tomorrow and a different point of view.
Your pen aimed for the paper and it sits idly.Your mind.
The sheer mental exertion of going through the plains of the vast expanse of your mind to ferret out the little nuggets of sights and sounds of your daily life that lingers on long after your body has passed through the space is a impossibility in itself.
I try to concentrate.My thoughts wander and it returns back safe.A journey bereft of incidents, pain and joy.
I ponder the thought of sending it back again and decide against it.My eyes slowly close and the pen in my hand drops to the floor.
My thoughts wander again.Dreams shroud me.A parallel world in itself and i am once again lost in the wilderness of my thoughts till my mind becomes numb.
Well..off to tomorrow and a different point of view.
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