I sit and sit and sit.
Till my back pains and my body goes sore.
I blink and blink and rub my eyes, staring, muttering and swearing.
I shout away the distractions and I swat away little hands that come and fiddle.
I scream and scare myself and at what I have become.
Am I obsessed or am I devoted?
Am I sane or have I lost myself?
Am I contributing or am I confused?
Always I am on the verge of the next big think, the next breakthrough; the next idea that will change everyone’s life and mine too.
I loathe taking a break; to stop when I could continue even when I know I cannot.
Am I obsessed or am I devoted?
Am I sane or have I lost myself?
Am I contributing or am I confused?
Am I sharing or am I hoarding?
The click-clack of keys continues like the finest symphony in my ears.
The fingers fly on the keyboard like a maestro.
The thoughts flow like the wildest river annihilating everything else in its path.
Only my thoughts and the urge to get it all on paper and the need to share and the need to tell.
I have no secrets.
I have no mysteries.
I only have a reservoir of ideas, views, opinions, stories, thoughts, feelings and beliefs.
All of me and then some more – I don’t hoard anything for myself.
Just me and my writings to share and I have no needs; I have no wants, just the urge to tell all.
I write because it is about giving, contributing, guiding, telling and sharing.
Am I obsessed or am I devoted?
Am I sane or have I lost myself?
Am I contributing or am I confused?
Do I need or do I want it?
After all “To want is to have a weakness!!”
This is my post for the #Ultimate Blog Challenge for the month of April with my fellow Bloggers.
