I slammed down my laptop and started writing                          Writing for the sake of writing. Wondering if something good will come out                          Wondering what it is that wants to come out. Out of my brain, squeezed through my fingers                          And explode on this paper as words. Is it the tiredness I feel, slamming the laptop for the fourth time                          Only to open it again, Or the joy I feel that I will slam it down for one less time ...