spent days nights staring blank page, searching deepest corners mind: — Charlotte Eriksson, Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; search Great Perhaps

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I spent days and nights staring at the blank page, searching the deepest corners of my mind: who have I been, what have I seen, what did I learn? I thought about all the nights I've spent outside, all the times I laid down to cry and how I took a deep breath every morning and decided to simply go on. Because what else is there to do? Decide that this is it? I quit, I'm done? Oh if I could find words to justify those feelings I've carried. I could write the thickest of books with explosions of emotions from a young girl's lost heart. I could make you see, make you hear, make you feel, at least a tiny fragment of what's out there.

Charlotte Eriksson, Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps

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