ride it out / let it go

Every now and then my brain just burns out and quits. It has no fresh ideas or stories. It has no thoughts besides sandwich and dress and bed. It has no dreams besides standing in a Target. (Like that is the actual dream. Just standing there.) I like to panic during this phase and tell myself that I will never have an original thought ever again and I will live the rest of my life inside of a head that is filled with Netflix and  mayonnaise and quotes yanked from writers far better than myself. BUT. I have finally, finally learned to just let it be, because new thoughts / words / questions / ideas always come. ALWAYS. (HEY: PLEASE COME.)

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