A blank page
…is one of those little things that remind me life is good.
Una hoja en blanco
…es una de esas pequeñas cosas que me hacen recordar lo buena que es la vida.
A blank page is as exhilarating as it is terrifying.
A blank page means endless possibilities, the opportunity to create something great, the chance to let your imagination run free, the freedom to write, draw, paint, create things that only live in your head.
A blank page also means the start of something new, something unknown, something unexplored. It means going into a dark tunnel with no flashlight. It means having the responsibility to fill that page up. It means having to open yourself for others to read, see, experience.
A blank page is the beginning to an end you cannot predict.
Have you ever sat and stared at a blank page, feeling both excited and scared? That’s how I felt before I started this post.