I’ll be honest with all of you… I have been feeling so completely uninspired lately.
I usually have a thousand thoughts, words, feelings, and emotions flowing through my body, and lately I have just been going from second to second, in order to go from moment to moment, to minute to minute, to hour to hour… You get the picture.
Basically, I have been thriving on exhaustion and stress. (not a good mix.) I can’t seem to find any inspiration. And believe me, I have tried. I’ve sat outside, staring at nature, begging my brain to come up with some beautiful sentiment about it. I’ve sat in coffee shops, watching as people awkwardly carry conversation on their first date. I’ve watched as a sweet elderly couple helped each other along the sidewalk; I have listened to the birds sing their songs to me in the morning and… nothing. Am I a horrible person? Probably. But there is something I have learned through all of this: sometimes in life we walk through patches that are completely dry and void of all emotion. Why? Because sometimes our hearts shut down from exhaustion. And the emotions are just not welcome. And thats okay. Because it won’t last forever, and when its over, all the color and inspiration will come flooding back and I won’t be able to type fast enough to write it all down.
I hope that happens soon. I miss inspiration. Inspiration is my favorite.
I have felt terrible for not blogging as much. I have missed it to a disgusting amount. But I don’t want to be one of those people who writes about the ice cream they ate that day, instead of the moment of clarity they found amongst a world crafted of foggy moments.
My friends, I have missed this. But I promise I will get back to it as soon as I have something interesting to say. Something that has to do with life, love, and hope. Not the monotonous every day life that I have been leading. I’ve also been busy to a ridiculous amount. But thats no excuse. It’s truly just my lack of inspiration.
I will be back soon, my friends. As soon as my old pal returns!
Uninspired Bag Of Bones.
“I wanted to write down exactly what I felt, but somehow the paper stayed empty, and I could not have described it any better.”