Why am I not inspired to write? With so many things going on in my life, are none of them worth of forever in cyberspace. I have attempted everyday this week to write something down, but only to end up frustrated (a topic I thought about) or standing still (thought about that one too). I want so badly to have my thoughts flow from my brain through the key board, but I cant get the words right. Balancing life, thought about it....Inspiring Yet Disgusting, yeah it crossed my mind too. Flow dammit, flow. Would it be wrong to blog about a blog, or opine on an opinion? Would reading more and focusing less on the meaningless TV shows allow my mind to open like a fireplug on a July day in Harlem? I will not allow my mind to be turned into putty.
I know its been a while since I been on here, a little over a month to be slightly more precise. For the most part all has gone well over the past month or at least things haven't changed for the worst. I am still grossly unsatisfied with my with my job, my brother is still living with me and being a pain in my ass and I am still training for the marathon. While I am sure something worthy of writing has occurred in the past month, my life often seem to be repetitive to me and that is something I desire my writing not to be; honestly how many times can I say my brother is 18 going on 12.
There is light at the end of the tunnel though. My brothers tenure here is coming to an end. I have acquired a pet time job to supplement my income and there is a possibility I might be acquiring a job with some career possibilities and greater riches.This isnt a very substantial journal, but comparatively it is a feast of information. My eyelids have grown heavy so it is time I retire. A more concerted effort will be made to update more often. Look for the novel in coming months.