cycling.

i get these random spurts of free flowing thoughts in my mind that provoke me to write all that's inside me. but then when i begin, i realize i can't make sense of it all. piecing together these thoughts and motions in my mind become unclear. and then.... i stop.

and i have to start all over again. and wait for that energy to come back to fuel me. inspire me. somehow provoke me to try to write again.

what a vicious cycle.