When my itching fingers are waiting for the smallest signal from the brain to press the right keys on the keyboard in specific order to form the specific words, but the keyboard seems blank.
When my head is so full that feels empty just because I can’t squeeze a meaningful sentence out of that jumbled place with dense thoughts flying around back and forth, up and down, in lightning speed, so I can’t catch them, and at the end, I burnout.
When it looks like I’m fishing in the overpopulated fishpond where each of a million fishes represents an idea, but although my fishing rod stays still, and my hook is empty.
This is that day! They also call it writer’s block.
It seems my writer’s block day lasted the whole week. ;)What can I say?!I just couldn’t find that door to get out.