Why is it that when you open up your journal, you simply pour out your heart and soul onto paper,never pausing to think, never quite able guide your pen to match up the speed of thoughts, BUT..........(irritating. NEVERTHELESS, the BUTs and the HOWEVERs always always always follow the affirmatives of life.) Anyway,when you stair at the blank computer screen, your mind is completely void. you can't even say that I have so much that I want to say but i don't know how to express it. you simply don't. period. don't have anything to say, that is. You feel so worthless. as if you yourself is nonexistent. that, i tell you, is bad. especially if your secret dream is to become a writer. So what is one supposed to  do? Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!! if we could actually "be" instead of thinking about "being", how easy would it be? Well, I suppose that is what life is all about. bridging that gap between the state of aspiring and achieving...................