At last...

I need to be inspired. I feel that sooner or later my creativity is going to dry up like an old prune in the sun. It goes along with my theory that if you do not exercise your brain it will atrophy, just like an unused muscle. I very clearly see this in my life. I haven't been in school for a few months now and I can already feel my mind losing its ambition, its drive... Along with it goes my creativity, I fear. I mean, now that I think about it, this paragraph is the most I have written in months! I never have any desire to write in my journal anymore, not to mention my complete lack of poetical inspiration lately. I'm sure I've mentioned this in the past but poetry used to be something that was simply a part of me. It came very naturally to me. Nowadays, I hardly rhyme on accident.

There needs to be something that enters my life that sparks my imagination. My daily routine has been the same since I started working in July and I've experienced no tremendous occurrence or change since. I've made a couple new acquaintances recently but it hasn't had too much of an impact on me quite yet.

Who knows? Maybe some life-changing, earth-shattering experience will come along when I least expect it and everything will change. Or perhaps I need to start pushing myself more. Perhaps I need to treat my mind as a muscle after all. Work it out. Exercise it little by little.

This post certainly feels like a breath of fresh air... It feels good to be writing something at last.


(Sorry, I had to!)