Why is it. That when I am in the shower - the place that paper and electronic devices cannot go - I can compose wonderful sentences that say what I would like them to say in creative ways that are clear but not so direct that they’re awkward or stilted.
But then. THEN. When I have some time to spare and the document open in front of me and I am ready to go.... I can’t think of a single word. Not even one word. No word is sufficient and the task of constructing a sentence is an undertaking so monumental that even the thought is exhausting.










