Hello.
Where to begin?
I haven't written like this to myself in so long. I guess I just let the tide of life take me by. I still haven't got the energy (or just pure mania) to write like I used to.
My ideas would just come to me like a wad of spitballs inside of a school classroom...or let's not give that such a vile image. how about---they came to me like crackles in a flame. i'd just have so many ideas and I'd never really get bored. And at night was the time I had most of these ideas. Where I had time to myself to quiet everything else around me except for
my mind.
my arms feel weak typing this up, but i will try to fight through it.
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