She needed narration in her life! At last! The constant voice in her head put to good use. This way she could read her thoughts and actually absorb them. She realized it was her words and not her thoughts that called her ideas into reality. She was a writer, words were her tools of change, her currency into buying a better life. She realized she sat in blank thought because she forced surfacing thoughts to pass by in fear of unpleasant and unwanted emotions. Perhaps, she thought to herself, perhaps she did not write to rid herself of feelings. Perhaps, she had feelings so that she could write.
She had often sat in emptiness when trying to create different lands to immerse herself in. But upon further discovery, she came to the conclusion that she could not "be " in a other words if she was not in this one. She had to tell stories of the life she experienced so that she could transcend them and write new stories. One must learn the rules before they could break them. It all cycles back. One must be in the game, play the game, before they can find any secret doors. One cannot jump in looking for shortcuts. And learning is no mistake-free process, let me tell you.
Do not let the fear of hearing unwanted answers deter you from asking questions.
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