January 1, 2019

"Take an old poem, story, or journal entry of yours and use the last line and make it the first line of your writing today."

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Not a word today,

My mind is blank

And the ideas are shy

Surprisingly, my heart is calm

Sometimes when I am unable to write, I feel empty, today I do not feel desperate. Could be that my mind is taking a break and soon the ideas will flow.

I had written the above journal entry (it appears to be one) on February 7, 2017 on another site. Today I would have to rewrite it starting with the last line.

Could be that my mind is taking a break and soon the ideas will flow. Today almost two years from that day I am in a slightly different position; I have too many ideas hopping in my head. They dance over each other, trample over my nerves, whisper in my ears and at times flow out in the words I put to paper and at times shy away - exciting and exasperating times.

My mind is a jumble of words, a juxtaposition of ideas and a spinning yard of stories; I still have periods of lull in between but that is because I am too tired to write and think coherently.

As Rumi said "When I am with you, we stay up all night. When you're not here, I can't go to sleep. Praise God for those two insomnias! And the difference between them."

I think my state is similar to that "I am confounded when I have stories in my head and I am confused when my mind is blank."

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Word Count 250

Note: This was actually prompt no. 186 but I felt it was suitable to start off the new year, so the prompt for this day would be tomorrow.