I am Afraid of the Blank Page 0 ▲ Living Kindfully 1 hour ago · Life · hide · 0 comments In this blog, I used to write whatever that comes into my mind. I was never afraid of the blank page with a lonely blinking cursor. Then I started to draft the blog in my mind or in my notebooks. As soon as I start up the blog editor, I immediately know what I want to write. There are many nights that I would stare at the blank page not knowing what to write. The more I stare at the blank page, the harder it is to start writing. I don't know when it started, but I developed the phobia of looking at a blank page. Someone once told me that emptiness is a form of perfection. There is nothing to criticise and it has unlimited potential. To me, there are two types of emptiness. An empty wall, and empty space is a form of emptiness that I desire. That's why I always try to clear the clutters in my house. An empty page is what I am afraid. I find an empty page fill with possibilities, and I also find it fill with nothing. There are many things that I want to say or write, but I am also stuck… No comments yet. Log in to reply on the Fediverse. Comments will appear here.