I really don’t know what to write about. My dad always told me that a writer’s biggest battle is a blank sheet of paper, and right now, staring at this paper I understand what he meant. Staring at this blank paper, I’m thinking about my ideas, opinions, likes, dislikes, but which should I write about? Look at all this blank space, all this opportunity, but still I got nothing. I don’t understand this battle between me and this blank space. Why am I having this battle? Have I run out of ideas? Why aren’t I “flowing”? Maybe it’s just today. Maybe I should just try again tomorrow. Wait I have an idea, and now it’s gone. This blank space is blinding me, it’s making my head hurts. Maybe I should take a break. No wait, I have an idea. Hold on to it! Ok, I got it. Now how can I put this into words? Where do I start? Just write something. There’s always an eraser. Ok here we go.