what a good way to start

my mind is blank. i opened this blog finding myself excited to pour everything here.. but i find myself always staring at a blank page. i’ve been typing, deleting, retyping, deleting, editing, writing.. and each time i find my words so trite, so cliched, so overused. thoughts are running around in my head but i couldn’t catch them. they didn’t want to be caught. so i start just writing down the most senseless thing i could think of: being unable to write.