My writing

There's a point when I have an epiphany to write. I'm always in constant dialogue with myself. More often than not, though, when I write, I write in a sort of prepackaged-edited way.

The thing is, I often times have a great epiphany to write, I have it all set out, then when the finger meets the keys, they start to fade away. All the thoughts and structure all goes away. I try to type as fast as I can, but I can only reach a few ideas and writing about the crumbs, not the cookie. I manage to vaguely talk about one subject/idea that I had cooked up.

It all disappears, kind of how when you wake up from a dream, you rush to recap, then it slowly fades.

It all disappears, you expect the best, try to call out the future, then it all crumbles away.

The thing is, when I do manage to put the exact copy from my brain on to the table, it's not organized or as elegant as it seemed.

story of my life.