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Speechless Feeling: tongue-tied I'm supposed to write a letter to my mother, telling her how much I care about her. It's for this retreat she's going on; she doesn't know I'm doing it. Why is it, that every time I try to sit down and write anything semi-intelligible, I lose all powers of communication? It is frustrating. Especially since when I went on my Challenge Retreat at fifteen, she wrote me a letter so surprising and wonderful that I cried about a quart of tears. I don't necessarily want to dehydrate the woman, but I want to say something more than the obvious. It's always at the most crucial moments that I'm speechless. So irritating. Comments? 0 so far... | Procrastination finally grows some teeth - 2010-11-29 Necessity: the Mother of Invention - 2010-11-29 Enforced Work Ethic - 2010-11-28 A Week of Perfect Nothings - 2010-11-28 4 more days - 2010-11-27 Alms for the Poor? |