06/20/2013
I used to think I was something special. An exception. I thought I really had something…lately, I just feel tired, old, and uninspired. Without passion. Without lust. I’m starting to wonder if I ever even was an artist truly. Has my well run dry, or was the water a mirage?
Why can’t you just be happy that I’m happy?
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I have insights. But wont get into any of it on a public forum at this time. Hang in there, don’t let this idea consume you.
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Meh, I have the same ups and downs with music creativity. You’ll get it back. Just don’t force it.
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Faith .. that it will get better.
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Creativity has its ups & downs, like someone else said. It’ll come back. R: I’m gonna be there in a day. 😀
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Maybe try a different part of california that is’nt so…cancerous. Kidding, this whole state is a pox of yolo spouting imbeciles. Or maybe I’m just that misanthropi-, nah it’s a safer bet to say everyone else is stupid.
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R: We were gonna go if the nephews went, but the psycho ex in law didn’t give us permission to take them. So, yea. We’re going to Vegas, I think.
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R: It’s grown-up Disneyland!
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