Sometimes I get weary and I am feeling that right now. I feel uninspired, melancholy and downright tired. When this mood strikes I have trouble being passionate about anything, let alone being passionate enough to rant.
There are times when painters don't have vision, there are times when musicians don't hear songs and for me, there are times when the words won't come. I sit here and stare blankly at the screen hoping for something profound, or at least something meaningful, and nothing comes.
Even now, I have so many things swirling around in my sub-conscience but it just won't spill over to the paper (or keyboard in this case). I think that our mood affects every piece of us so what will I do? I suppose I will wait this out and the words will come back to me eventually. I just wanted you to know, my few loyal fans, that I am not gone, merely sitting this one out.
1 comment:
Hey talk about birthdays. I don't get your birthday thing. I would like to know. I think birthdays are annoying! So, rant about why you think birthdays are so important.
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