My Piece for the day

Have you ever felt like writing so much that you feel like penning down every single thought you feel? It's almost like there is nothing much important to say, nothing new that you can add to their tale, yet all you wish every now and then is to simply hold a pen and keep writing like there exists no tomorrow, even if your writings make no sense.  It's moments like these that make me doubt the potential possibilities of discipline as pen simply seems to be its own driver in this case. Although for the longest time, it keeps reminding of my creative non-fiction lectures when our Professor would correctly insist how it is meant for our readers and self musings can often just be saved for dear diaries and not bothered with publication. However, these days, after one of my longest deliberate writing breaks, blog weirdly feels like the safest escape.  Even if my capacities hardly count these days and productivity still lingers close over a zero, writing feels like the

Source - Pixabay The advice we empathetically present to our friends is often the same ones we learnt too late, at a cost we wish wasn't so huge. As you tell them that not all has been lost and their worth and what they bring to the table is way beyond the biggest of their dreams and worst of their failings they may have known. Yet in your own shoes, besides all the words you throw around to sooth your heart ache, you often feel defeated and lost beyond despair.  You finally woke up but knowing that it probably is already too late doesn't really help your sleep. Nor does it do much to help you get out of bed as suddenly you begin to wake up with the worst of your fears each day. There is so much you know today; you just wish you had garnered enough will yesterday. But, I guess Bob Marley was right when he said, "You never know how strong you are, until being strong is your only choice."  © Source: Quotespedia Me being me, I didn't come back to my senses untill all