Write and relax, the return part II

So I decided to write again. I mean, write anything at random. Like the first thing that comes to my mind during this finite period of time defined by the time that I start typing until the time that I stop.

New lines will probably come at random too.

I am supposed to be writing my master thesis right now. but for some incredible and unexplainable reason I just can't concentrate in whatever I *HAVE* to write. Maybe is because I know that anything I try to explain now will be vaguely supported by what I really did.

It feels weird. Thinking about what I am doing right now, it doesn't feel like "I don't like writing" as I keep repeating to myself. Writing IS fun. So why can't I just focus on whatever I need to write in my thesis and write it DOWN!

For life sake, can anybody help me with this? I really mean the writing... I am OK with not understanding life (lgh).

The problem is that I only have three days to submit it to my supervisor and then I will have two more days to fix any mistakes (everything). Ok not EVERYTHING but almost.

There should be a place on earth for researchers that don't like writing!

OK even this post is starting to get to my nerves! enough!

White Night

No matter time, no matter friend.

There is no sorrow without a fight.

There is no pain or victor sight

Along infinity one finds the end.

In the other way, I chase my fear.

Or else no challenge I 'd ever meet.

To make it last at least another year.

And keep me wide awake, though I'm asleep.

Lost in the meanderings and sufferings of my plight

I had to laugh aloud at the greatest twist of my very ode

As if to turn bright the gloom of the darkest night

It danced and played in joy the simplest part. It snowed.