I delete half the posts I write.

I start to write something and then erase. I change my mind and assume no one will care to read it because none of it really matters. Sometimes everything seems better off not said. Someone else has already said it, probably more eloquently than I, and it's useless to add my dull take on the matter. I'm too tired not to give up on my silly ideas and daydreams right now. The physical life around me is too full, time is short, I just need to let the current carry me along and stop dragging my feet every time I see something shiny.