Ramblings of Hazyfantazy

Words jostle for attention in the forefront of her mind, each one wanting to be selected, to have meaning…

She tries to somehow make sense of them all, wanting desperately to be able to use them to their full potential, yet not quite able to do so…

She’s frustrated. Needing to find a way to express all of these thoughts and ideas…

Perhaps now is not the time to be attempting such a task, a tired mind and a weary body don’t make a good platform for anything to be able to perform…

So it’s with reluctance that she accepts that this will have to wait till another time, a more suitable moment to try and produce something, something she’ll be happy with, something satisfying…

She won’t stop trying.