the green blinking light.

Words don't come easy. I learned that lesson today. Regardless of my ability to fill an empty white document screen. But, those words are potentially going unread. I had to write something meaningful today. Instead of quickly filling the white with words that naturally come easy, I sat. Staring. As each blink that the black line passed counted my sustained heartbeat. My ears pulsed with the reality of how hard it really is to write about how we feel. The recipients awareness of their importance in our words changes everything. Once someone knows that everything we're writing is directed towards them, we begin to conserve our thoughts into a more appealing concept. Instead of continuing to say how we feel, we filter our entire thought process until we're sub consciously tricking our minds into believing the more engaging version of the truth. But is that still the truth? Once someone adds a sweet lie to a bitter truth does it cancel out? I think so. I think we should all just tell it how it is, but that's just me being hypocritical. Because words don't come easy, I learned that lesson today.