He said when I don't have the inspiration to write myself then I need to go find it. I guess he was right. There has definitely been some things that has went on in my life in the past couple weeks that were worth writing about. Slurred nights, hungover mornings, funny people, interesting stories, all of the above.
My writing would just flow. Now it takes hours for me to fully finish one entry. It bothers me. Sometimes my ambition decides to depart from the inner me and leave me feeling like I can't. Makes me feel incapable of
expressing myself. I guess it's like that with most writers though.. you write when something sparks your interest or imagination.
I wonder if my life was a reality series would it be interesting enough to sustain the attention of the people?
I mean, my days aren't filled with excitement minute after minute but sheesh.. there's always something. Plus I'm a bit of an over thinker so there's never a dull moment in this brain of mine.
C i r c l e s.
I've been walking in a lot of those lately. Walk away from a situation only to end up right where you left off. That can't be healthy. Sometimes I don't want to leave things alone. Even when I know they're not getting any better. That's the gift&curse of being a Taurus I guess.
Anyway

But who am I to say this anyway? I'm just a single chick out here loving herself on this day of affection.
As you can see I'm all over the place with my words. This is just how I get.