Words, Words, Words.

So many of them, spinning around in my head.  I'm trying desperately to turn four years of experiences and emotions in to a single coherent unit: to explain, expand, to share and reflect on my years as a BA student.  I'm attempting to finish my submission for graduation speech: and it's a struggle.  I know just what I want to say and how to say it. Yet my fingers stall above the keys and that place where you feel tears starting, right behind the eyes, seems to almost squeeze.

Words.

Word.  

Words.

Can they ever be enough?