My Personal Garden


If my mind was a garden, it’d be an endless clutter of thoughts. Roses and tumbleweeds and blades of grass all knotted up in one huge, complicated mess. To untangle everything would take forever… minutes, hours, maybe even days.

If I had a dollar for every thought that went unspoken, I’d be a millionaire.

I often have a hard time expressing what’s on my mind. It’s not that I have nothing to say. It’s actually quite the contrary. I feel like I have so much I want to say but I don’t know where or how to begin.

So sometimes it’s just a whole lot easier to stay silent and say nothing.


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