Factory of Words

If I don't write to empty my mind, I go mad.  

- Lord Byron

I think too much of anything dilutes its meaningfulness. As much as I love writing - whether fiction, blog posts, reviews, and other whatnots - it sometimes feel like I'm just endlessly spewing out words that mean nothing to me. 

Can people actually run out of words? Is there some life quota, once you reach it your reservoir is depleted? What if by making a living out of stringing words together, building on angles, and crafting leads - I might use up all the words I'm "allowed" to use? That would be something like a nightmare. 

Writing is my way of organizing my mind, of making sense of the world, of concretizing my fantasies. I don't want to lose it.