No more ideas.
No more things to say.
No more things to do.
That's what I'm telling myself every single day.
But then I go to bed and when I wake up it's a new day.
A new day full of possible ideas.
Of things to do.
And things to say.
And every single day I realize that it's pretty much impossible to run out of ideas.
To run out of opportunities.
Out of things to do.
Or things to say.
And the only way to run out of ideas is when you decide to stop having ideas.
Just like the only way to run out of opportunities is when you decide to stop creating opportunities.
Or when you decide to stop doing things.
Or saying things.
So just don't stop...