Writers' Bloc

I told them that I don’t. That I don’t write and that I don’t have patience.

My fingers work - they are construction workers, building the movies i see in my mind like blocks stacked atop one another. Sometimes they crumble and fall, but my mind is there to catch them, to cup them in their proverbial palms.

I don’t have patience which is why, sometimes, some arches and some imaginary skyscrapers get demolished.

I don’t write. I paint. The images in my head. They just happen to look like words to you.

(Source: khaaldrogo)