On writing... sorta (or, the text message I sent by accident)

The writing is the point
The point in an action
The message unsent
Like words unspoken
Only through the pen
A release in the voice
So much to say
So little time
So many second guesses
Delete.

The existential crisis

We are brought up to believe we are capable of accomplishing anything. But when? How soon is the right time to make the jump?

I really don't know anymore.

I just need time to sit and think.