It feels like someone has written it about me for me.
There are loads of ideas and thoughts in my mind yet I fail to write them down any where. In my strive to keep things in my mind for long, I actually hinder my progress. The thoughts slow me down on other tasks, even on physical ones. Like I am washing dishes along with remembering the forgotten thoughts, my hands do not work as fast as I would do otherwise.
I know these thoughts are the obstacles and writing them would relieve me on the one hand and be saved on the other,but why I don't write them still. I. Don't. Know. 🤨
let's just say we are siblings from different sides of the planet 😅
Hehe. You are my Brother from another mother 🤣