To think and feel but not be able to write or express it is possibly one of the worst feelings one could possibly imagine. To have the desire to write and create worlds and scenarios the imagination could only begin to fathom is a dream only few can truly achieve. But when one loses that ability to communicate how one feels, how one thinks, one can’t help but feel a sense of melancholy and irritation. Days become weeks, weeks become months, and still the block remains like a rain cloud on what could have been a bright, sunshiny day.

To yearn to be with someone you know you can never have is perhaps one of the worst feelings one could ever feel. The longing and desire to feel the sweet, warm embrace of your beloved is nothing but a delicate dream, a fantasy with which you still feel when you awaken, and fight to cling on to. But alas, that feeling quickly fades, and you are placed back into the realm of reality. You realize that no matter how much you dream, no matter how much you hope, you will never be able to achieve that level of happiness in reality.

To not know where or what you life is taken you, trying to show you can be a long, tiresome, and ultimately disheartening journey. One yearns to do what one has always desired, but it never fails that one’s hopes and dreams should fly away like a piece of paper caught in an updraft. For the longest time we are that paper, aimlessly floating around in life in search of that calling. The truth in it all is that no matter what one does, we are all naturally unhappy, and thus forth destined to wander throughout life searching for our place in the world.