I feel like this right now. Just like a few years back, when instead of an in-class essay I submitted the following haiku:
Empty white paper
staring at me, wondering
where thoughts and words flew
And suddenly, writing any more seems oddly uncomfortable. I can only shake my head in bewilderment.
Empty white paper
staring at me, wondering
where thoughts and words flew
And suddenly, writing any more seems oddly uncomfortable. I can only shake my head in bewilderment.
dr_zoidberg:
Yeah, sometimes journal entries are hard for me to write. I have several essays due in a couple days, and I hate writing them. Good luck with your life!