Sketches and measurements, maps and charts. Paragraphs and equations.

Why can’t the idea just flow? Why can’t the pen know what I am thinking, and put it down on the page? Why must I continue to struggle to control every aspect? The One Words still mock me. Perhaps it is the uncertainty stemming from my lack of courage to explore them that halts my progress.

My eyes are strained and my head aches. Where am I going?