When You Need More Than One Word
Sometimes, a single string of letters will not do.
Sometimes, there are no words for what’s brewing inside.
No word can encapsulate the feeling of anxiety and stress, and overwork of your brain. No word can describe the pitter-patter of your heartbeat speeding up, the sense of not quite being able to catch your breath and the way it seems as if a tiny elephant is sitting upon your chest.
Can you call it anxiety? Stress? A panic attack?
I suppose so.
But somehow, it seems so much more than that.
Sometimes, there are no words for what’s brewing inside.
No word can describe the feeling when you create, build, and make magic out of thin air — because your art is magic. Your words are magic. The way you make music out of silence and color on a blank canvas is magic. And when nothing comes, it’s frustrating and stressful. Then the doubt creeps in, and the worry creeps in, and now you have a party with frustration and stress and doubt and worry.
What’s the word for feeling all those things at once? Is there a word for handling all of those things at once?
Maybe.
But somehow, it seems like one word is not enough.
Sometimes, there are no words for what’s brewing inside.
No word can describe the love you have for your forever person. They are both your home and your greatest adventure, your lover and your best friend. The one you want to grow old with and grow beside for the rest of your days. The one you choose, every day. The one who makes you laugh more than anyone in this world and helps your heart when your tears fall.
Can you call what you feel for them, love?
Sure.
But it feels so much more than that — so much bigger than that, too.
Sometimes, there are no words for what’s brewing inside — no singular string of letters that can encapsulate all you hope for and dream of and love.
Sometimes, there isn’t one word to describe all that you feel.
So, sometimes, you need more than one word.
