you know. i told myself that writing was going to get me places. then, i told myself it was a just a phase. i have to admit, writing has fell down my list of priorities. i'm not sure exactly when it happened. i feel like there's something missing without it and i secretly hope to find that zeal i once had to write. it used to be where i would write some unbelievable post and afterwards, i couldn't stop reading it because i was so proud i had written those words. i used to find comfort in finding words that pieced together. i really hope it comes back to me.
anywho. school is starting exactly a week from now. i'd probably be in 7th period. i'm not sure how i feel about it. i like how i remember writing this exact entry a year ago. :)
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Inspiration, that's what you need. The life of a writer is the life of feeling every emotion, every flavor personified to the point where when no words can describe it, you can. You just need inspiration, dry spell? maybe. All writers have it, even Mozart had a brain fart once in awhile.
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