Drawing a blank

These intense moments when it seems your heart could race no faster. Feeling like you're about to burst trying to express what was in your thought. As fast as it comes, it goes. Fleeting back and forth. When you're at your peak, heightened senses, heightened curiosity, heightened everything, restriction can be so cruel, draining the life out of you. Leaves you tired, mute, feeling like a waste. Wondering if that time could be gotten back. It's silly to wonder of such things. It only leaves us to do things at double speed now. Begin.