whats to be done...?
Can't get over this laziness, and lack of inspiration. It's less even the lack of inspiration than i think it is, I think... cuz I've had the occasional 'idea', but nothing comes to fruition... so it must be the laziness, and disillusionment of sorts. Of many sorts, I think... there is a lot to feel disillusioned about, isn't there? Right now I can't even type properly...
How to overcome.... ?
She lay down i nher party dress and never got up
needless to say she missed th eparty
she just got sad, then she got stuck
she was wincing like somethign brittle trying hard to bend
she was knowing the terror of losing her best friend
I love this song... 'Slide' from EVOLVE... ahh, ani... you'd think she'd do some more for me, but she's probably some element of my disillusionment. But Ihave been playing guitar more often than I did all last year... I'd like to have a jamb soon, tho, Kate, my love... >_> She is very stressed, I can tell by the words in the last message she sent me... But selfishly I want to see her, I want to spill to her myself, I want to do soemthing constructive, because I feel like she might manage to get that out of me, even guitarishly, if nothing more ...
But at the moment there's no path in front of me, that I can see, properly.. You might disagree, because in a sense I'm stuck on a path and I don't have the courage to make any deviations from it, and i just don't know what I'm doing with myself.
How to spill, without sounding so very selfish, so self-absorbed, so worried about what is probably nothing to people who have real, true worries, where lives are in the balance, or there is genuine anguish.... I feel very much like a teenager right now. Put away the angst, find something to do, and do it. How to simiplify that even more? I"m sure I could, ifI was to try. But I can't be bothered to even try.
How to overcome.... ?
She lay down i nher party dress and never got up
needless to say she missed th eparty
she just got sad, then she got stuck
she was wincing like somethign brittle trying hard to bend
she was knowing the terror of losing her best friend
I love this song... 'Slide' from EVOLVE... ahh, ani... you'd think she'd do some more for me, but she's probably some element of my disillusionment. But Ihave been playing guitar more often than I did all last year... I'd like to have a jamb soon, tho, Kate, my love... >_> She is very stressed, I can tell by the words in the last message she sent me... But selfishly I want to see her, I want to spill to her myself, I want to do soemthing constructive, because I feel like she might manage to get that out of me, even guitarishly, if nothing more ...
But at the moment there's no path in front of me, that I can see, properly.. You might disagree, because in a sense I'm stuck on a path and I don't have the courage to make any deviations from it, and i just don't know what I'm doing with myself.
How to spill, without sounding so very selfish, so self-absorbed, so worried about what is probably nothing to people who have real, true worries, where lives are in the balance, or there is genuine anguish.... I feel very much like a teenager right now. Put away the angst, find something to do, and do it. How to simiplify that even more? I"m sure I could, ifI was to try. But I can't be bothered to even try.