I have a thousand things to say, but can't say any of them.
I have a thousand words to write, but can't write any of them.
I have more going on in my head than I ever have, yet am writing in my journal less than ever.
I want to blow up....to explode....to scream at the top of my lungs, but instead I am sitting quietly saying and doing nothing. Not talking, not writing, not posting, not blowing up, not exploding, not screaming.
Just sitting quietly.
Thinking, pondering, weighing, deliberating, and then sleeping.
A Record Week At The Compound
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