I'm caught up in the same ambitious dreams that only lonely lives allow

Feb 13, 2006 00:26

Not unhappy, yet not happy either....I seem to always be living in the in between.
Lacking inspiration, and a muse. Rather, an attainable muse.
I've never been without inspiration before, without motivation. Maybe its because all the outlets are dried up, or over done, over used. I'm bored. I hate being bored.
Or perhaps, what is really lacking is usable drama. I have none. No drama, no nothing. At least when I had a bit of drama around, life was interesting, and I had some creativity. I'm tired of digging up old things, trying to squeeze small amounts of creativity from old drama. I long for some new drama....who would have ever guessed I would be longing for drama? Not me, thats for sure. Everybody's gotta have a bit of drama in their lives, or at least something to produce drama. Without drama...the world would be very boring.

{I know this is an odd entry...but its not supposed to make sense. Its just for my own benefit, my own peace of mind. Putting things to words, somehow makes them real. My ramblings help to do that. Ah, the life of an english major! ;) }
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