I know why the methane discarge is disgusting...
Sorry, I couldn't come up with a good subject line. Anyway, we have gotten the car back, and I am now enjoying the fact that I have to no longer rely exclusively on public mass transit. I don't mind taking the bus, but I hate having to plan my entire day around their schedule. I prefer following my own, not someone else's. I've also taken to writing again...a lot. I've put the novel that I've had an idea for on the back burner for now; I've restarted writing poetry, and I've written a LOT as of late. I used to have a hard time coming up with two or three for class, but in the last two days, I've put 22 down on paper...I've got a total of 39 so far, and I'm planning on printing them out eventually. I figure there are enough small coffee shops and independent book stores around here, I might actually be able to sell a book of my own writing. I might be getting ahead of myself here, but whatever...if nothing else, I've created the start of a legacy that I can pass down. That's the upside to this drudgery job that I work currently...LOTS of time to put pen to paper.
I hate to say it, but the reason I've gotten so much written is I had a bit of a mental breakdown a few days ago...I don't know what brought it on, and I honestly don't want to know. I just suddenly lost all control. I didn't do anything drastic, so please don't worry. I got a hold of myself eventually, and when I did, I became a being possessed...I couldn't stop writing. I set up a few candles, put on some light music, (Enigma...yeah, whatever) and fell into something of a zone. I came out of it about 2 hours later and saw that I had written more than I had in over a year. I hate losing control, but I cannot deny the effect of relinquishing said control. I don't think I have to consign myself to a near catatonic state to be able to continue to create...we'll just have to wait and see...
I'm also going to attempt to create a few sets of Runes; I've done it before, and they turned out very well. Again, I'm thinking I might be able to make some money here...this is, after all, a college town, and there is sure to be an occult element here. But I'm also making a set for myself...so it's not ALL about the money...
I hate to say it, but the reason I've gotten so much written is I had a bit of a mental breakdown a few days ago...I don't know what brought it on, and I honestly don't want to know. I just suddenly lost all control. I didn't do anything drastic, so please don't worry. I got a hold of myself eventually, and when I did, I became a being possessed...I couldn't stop writing. I set up a few candles, put on some light music, (Enigma...yeah, whatever) and fell into something of a zone. I came out of it about 2 hours later and saw that I had written more than I had in over a year. I hate losing control, but I cannot deny the effect of relinquishing said control. I don't think I have to consign myself to a near catatonic state to be able to continue to create...we'll just have to wait and see...
I'm also going to attempt to create a few sets of Runes; I've done it before, and they turned out very well. Again, I'm thinking I might be able to make some money here...this is, after all, a college town, and there is sure to be an occult element here. But I'm also making a set for myself...so it's not ALL about the money...