It used to be so easy. It was easy to just tap out the letters, see them form into words--into meaningful sentences.
It seems as if age has its way of putting us in a silent resignation. Like the words on the pages of an old book seem to wither and disappear with each falling grain of time. I still wonder when or where it started to manifest, this difficulty to write what i mean and mean what i write. Did it leave me that night? those nights? is there any way to bring it back again?
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