Here we go again. A creative block. It is the one to be blamed for an empty April.
I feel like right now everything in my life is blocked: nothing is moving, only expected to. Too much is happening, yet nothing is -- not yet, not right now. I'm stuck here, waiting, working, wishing for the 'future' that is said to be coming, but at the same time I'm wondering if it ever will. When I get to the 'future' of the holiday in June, to the life after the entrance exam, after the graduation, after the summer spent working, and after the new life in another country has begun -- will I then think, the future is now, it's this moment? Or will I start expecting something else, the next 'future'?
Just like I'm waiting for text to begin to flow again, I'm waiting for huge changes to happen in my life. Some already have, that's why my mind is constantly confused. Some things are going through the process of changing, some are yet to be expected.
While I wait, I thought I'd use some words for a change. You can only write something you're aiming at by writing the unnecessary away first, after all. So why not write it online! You have never had a smarter idea, I'll say. Wow.
So, a creative block. As you may have noticed.
That's probably enough nonsense for this month, so if you'll excuse me, I'll just go back to my books. Blocks.