Where’s your head at?
Ha ha, another sleepless night, another (and I only say this half serious, after all this post might be worth putting up) failure-bound attempt at writing. Haven’t been doing a lot of it lately. If at all. Anyways, to get back to the point of all this, you ever get into one of those grooves where your just kinda doing? Just going off to work another day, or just going to class for the ten-thousandth time. I guess, just going through the motions, bored with everything, or just whatever. Well yeah, that’s right now for me. Don’t feel tired at all, just got off work a couple hours ago, and pretending that there’s someone out there I’m writing to. Some unbeknown reader, who for some reason is interested in the trivial details of my life, and how I randomly can’t seem to sleep tonight, and have nothing better to do than whine to them.
Well loyal reader, I guess I’m just sick of everything, and don’t really know what I want besides change. Everytime I start to feeling like this I end up trying to write, and usually end up getting stuck on some political issue, or writing about my former church. I don’t have any idea how to put how I feel into words. As I’ve already said, I’m sick of everything and want change. What am I fed up with you ask? I have no idea. What kind of change do I want? Your guess is as good as mine. I suppose part of it is probably a frustration with feeling like everything is pointless, and I’m not making any sort of progress. I also strongly associate this feeling with slow, thoughtful, intellectual songs, usually by Jon Foreman, but there’s a few others. Oh, and the smell of starbucks at 630 am. Its not quite the smell of regular coffee, I don’ t quite know how to describe it.
Perhaps I lied. Maybe there’s a bunch of you loyal readers out there, laughing at my insanity. I just threw three seemingly unrelated things at you, and why? I don’t have any other ideas on how to explain this further, and I’m pretty sure ya’ll aren’t going to bombard me with answers (ha ha, I’m still pretending that actual people read this). I dunno. Its almost 4 am. Hopefully I tired myself out enough to go to sleep with this random blather.
So all right homies, signing off…
If I feel like this again tomorrow night, see you back here, around the same time (hopefully earlier, or maybe I won’t even be feeling like this), same place?
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