I just discovered that I am facing the ultimate struggle.
Who am I?
Never before have I asked myself this question. I suppose I took for granted that I've just known... To be honest, I'm slightly excited to discover the answer to this question. However, the trials of discovery are beginning to wear on me.
Don't fret. I'll survive. But, I may be persnickety, so beware.
Lately,
I've been writing in the music room.
I've been writing.
I've been complacent.
I've been waiting for April 10th!
I've been busy.
I've been dancing.
I've been tired.
I've been eating Reeses.
I've been drawing. Poorly.
I've been to meetings.
I've been missing New Orleans.
I've been thinking about cats.
I've been playing basketball.
Now,
I don't know what to say.
Therefore,
Good night.
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Welcome to the world of the almost-enlightened. We'll probably hover here until we reach senility.
ReplyDeleteAlso, it's funny that you "don't know what to say" because apparently I'm not the only one who got writer's block from existential crisis. It hasn't completely gone away yet.
Anyway. Good luck in the music room :)