I have been telling myself that for months. School has taken over my creative ability, and I find myself reading, writing, and studying things that have no real substance or meaning. Soulless? Highly unlikely. Trying to find out what is important, can be a struggle. I don't even read anymore. I used to enjoy it, still do, but I never seem to try it.
I have been wanting to write this one particular story too, but I am afraid that my vocabulary is poor, and my creativity has long dried up.
My head, filled with knowledge that while essential, is not necessarily important to me, should be guillotined. Perhaps the massive drop in cerebral blood pressure would cause me to lose consciousness for a few minutes, and regain a new level of clarity. My rebirth could be instantaneous if regeneration of my mind could take place.
I have been wanting to write this one particular story too, but I am afraid that my vocabulary is poor, and my creativity has long dried up.
My head, filled with knowledge that while essential, is not necessarily important to me, should be guillotined. Perhaps the massive drop in cerebral blood pressure would cause me to lose consciousness for a few minutes, and regain a new level of clarity. My rebirth could be instantaneous if regeneration of my mind could take place.
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Write, write, WRITE!
I much enjoyed.
- Steph
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