Stream of consciousness.

Stream of consciousness.

Starting mid thought.

 Mid sentence, confusing myself and others.

 I find my thoughts hard to explain, easier felt.

 I struggle, everyone does with letting their true thoughts and feelings out of their head, whether it’s on paper or verbally.

I like writing.

I hate writing.

Its the most satisfying and frustrating thing I do.

Try to do.

I have a million half started stories that have died before they grew in to what I dreamed.

I’ve given up and started again

And started again

And started again.

So many times I don’t know if I’ll ever finish.

The end.