Felt like shit today morning. I don’t know the reason. It may just one of those days when I feel lonely and sad. Again, no reason whatsoever. Today in that mood, I just thought of a nice story. The story is not a happy one like my mood. But whenever I have this ideas and want to write, I am stuck somewhere else. Thought about how and what to write while coming to office. How much I wanted to write but there was work to be done.
Writing something requires you to be in the right frame of mind when the words flow like water. You have to be in the right mood to write what comes in your head. I don’t like to write for the sake of writing. I use to write essays for the sake of writing when I was in school.
The office work will not allow me to write the story. So now the plot is there in my mind. I just need is the mood. There is so much to write and I don’t have the time to write. There are stories that I have written and left it incomplete.
This story also has to wait. I hope I get time!