As I try for the nth time today to put pen to paper, I find myself at a loss of words. This attack of speechlessness has left my thinking paralysed.
My mind is at its tumultuous best. And to complicate matters, I am searching for the reason. A niggling worry, incoherent thoughts have only added to the sense of helplessness surrounding me. Thinking is perhaps at its coherent best when the human mind is at peace; at peace with itself, at peace with everything around. Unfortunately for me, it is a luxury I am not entitled to enjoy today.
A delayed entry and an early wrap up of office left with me with ample time for myself and yet as the day nears its end, I feel that today has been a complete waste of sorts. May be it is time I begin soul searching or else today will go down in memory as a day of misfiring blanks!
My mind is at its tumultuous best. And to complicate matters, I am searching for the reason. A niggling worry, incoherent thoughts have only added to the sense of helplessness surrounding me. Thinking is perhaps at its coherent best when the human mind is at peace; at peace with itself, at peace with everything around. Unfortunately for me, it is a luxury I am not entitled to enjoy today.
A delayed entry and an early wrap up of office left with me with ample time for myself and yet as the day nears its end, I feel that today has been a complete waste of sorts. May be it is time I begin soul searching or else today will go down in memory as a day of misfiring blanks!
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