Reflection: Blank

A new state of blankness. It’s real.

I’m not numb, it’s not that I don’t feel “nothing”, it’s just blank.

Nothing and blank might be the same, but if you’ve been in that Nothing phase you’d understand.

I’m not indifferent either, my emotions are perfectly on this time.

Whatever it is that defines this Blank phase, it’s interfering with my poetry writing. It was bad enough when i was stressed with exams, but right now it’s like a writer’s block though in a more general level – a life’s block? emotion’s block? I have no idea.