Too much to write!

I don’t know what to write! Do I write about the butterfly larve destroying my humming bird tree leaves? Or do I write about how lazy I’ve been feeling? Maybe I should write about how I approach food, or how I feel, or even the people around me. 

Some thoughts are not worth sharing! It makes me that much vulnerable to write it down for someone to read in the future. 

Or do I write about aging? Or people growing old around me? 

I’m so full yet empty with thoughts. I’m full of emptiness.