Crashed. Broke. Erased. New.

It's sad to know that whatever you had that you cherished with all your heart and that you've put hours into breaks. Seeing it with your own eyes fall apart and knowing there is nothing you can do to resurrect it. All your sleepless nights. All your dreams for the final result break down and all you can do is just stare and wish. It's like nothing ever happened because whatever your accomplishment was is now erased and you are left with a clean slate. There is no history. There are no more past ideas just a fresh canvas. As quick as the frustration of all I've worked for came it faded away knowing I was free to let my mind create again and make something new.