I am always searching for the right words—and sometimes, the search leaves me at a standstill. I would rather wait patiently for the floodgates to open, than to force out the little drop of inspiration that I saved in an old mason jar in the back of my pantry. Usually it’s not a long pause—when I was younger, words used to float by me and strike like lightening. Maybe it was because there was less to worry over, or maybe it was because I was too distracted to think of anythin