I tried to prove a lot of different things this week. Now I believe it is the appropriate time to let loose, drink these two coffees simultaneously, and forget about all of my obligations for a few moments so that I can vent out creative glory entrails!!
Working and striving for other people is so tiring and pointless. I’m going to “lax write” right now!!!!! It’ll be therapy for me and maybe this blog will ever be anything & maybe not… the beauty of not caring! The juicy goodness of no restraint! This is what the blog of the Internet was created for..
Soul fuel: Blind Pilot & Bob Dylan
Temporary circumstance: 2 iced coffees (the cheap, pointless kind made out of powder… only hitting the spot because I have so much of it!), 12:01AM, H U M I D V I R G I N I A, so much written work past due!, choosing to not focus on it yet another night, also in desperate need of a shower.
Topic: No clue… let’s see…
It has been ridiculously difficult for me to write lately, because I haven’t written in a significant quantity of months. I also spilled orange juice all over my important and extremely theraputic journal during a critical time in my life sometime in the early spring.
Faithful Bob brings me back ever so faithfully to when we first met… I so young and not knowing anything but my emotions and my hurting family, and Bob, so knowledgable about emotions and dysfunction. He makes hurting sound so beautiful.
I guess that’s what attracted me to his great American verse: a need to be beautiful in the midst of my dysfunction and imperfection.
I need mental motivation to write something amazing. I would much rather sleep right now.
Until next time, I guess!