A Blank Page

If you’ve ever been a kid in school, then you know this feeling . . .

Your assignment was to write a “composition”, or a poem, or a short story.

Naturally, you wanted it to be interesting – maybe even clever!

The blank page before you was hypnotizing.

As you gazed upon it, things went out of focus.

The more you tried to think of what to write, the tougher it was to begin.

The clock kept ticking, ticking, ticking…



That’s just about where I am right now.

I’ll try again tomorrow! đŸ˜‰

(Topic suggestions are always welcome.)