Why when there’s so much to say, do we run out of words? When we feel inspired, or elated, or so exited about something we want to share, are there no words? And the harder we try the less we seem to be able to say?
Why when there’s so much to say, do we run out of words? When we feel inspired, or elated, or so exited about something we want to share, are there no words? And the harder we try the less we seem to be able to say?