|
« Home
| Previous Article » | Previous Article » | Previous Article » | Previous Article » | Previous Article » | Previous Article » | Previous Article » | Previous Article » | Previous Article » | Previous Article »
|
Wednesday, December 6, 2006
|
|
My fingers are waiting.
|
I want to write. My fingers are waiting in anticipation for them to dance across the keyboard and paint a picture of words on the screen.
However, I stare blankly and watch the cursor blink ever-so-annoyingly at me.
I have nothing to say.
No, that is a lie.. I have alot to say, but no words could ever dictate to you just how I'm feeling or just what I'm thinking.
Will this be enough?
"Jesus... Lover of my soul..." |
|
posted by Samantha Louise
10:21 PM
|
| |
|
-
Not having anything to say is what happened whenever I attempted to blog. Still you seem to be doing a pretty good job. You are very artistic in the way you communicate!
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Not having anything to say is what happened whenever I attempted to blog. Still you seem to be doing a pretty good job. You are very artistic in the way you communicate!