oh, the irony!

it seems to me that when life gives us moments, feelings, inspirations that most demand documentation, there is just not enough time to do it. because writing is different from feeling, and it pulls one away from that moment, that feeling, if even a short distance. and when one is out, one is out. time is lost, more live-able time - time that could bring one more such moments and inspiration.

how does one decide - to write or not to write, and when?!