i miss writing. i remember a time when words used to just flow into my head and i'd have to rush to open up word or grab a pencil to jot down the exact phrase i just coined. i never thought twice about what i had to say, regardless of its importance, or its absurdity. i just wrote.

nowadays i catch myself thinking and analyzing every thought i want to jot down - to the point where i find no significance in writing it anymore. and i'm angry at myself, my mind, my cynicism and i miss the way my idealism used to conquer everything in my head.