Ever felt inspired but trapped by the confines of reality? I have. I am.
Ever been filled with so many ideas that nothing comes out? I have. I am.
This is starting to feel like a poem. It isn't really. They're just ramblings, random musings from the random girl would probably be more appropriate.
I miss writing. I take advantage of it too much.
I was asked what I enjoyed writing about. I said love. Partly true but mostly I love writing about my observations, my thoughts.
Great. I come up with this now. Why couldn't I have thought of that before? My dad always said that hind sight is always 20/20... I really must have clear eyes at the back of my head...
I'm not making sense again. Is this underage thinking? Wait, I am not "underage" anymore, legally anyway... I think Teddy Geiger's affecting my thinking... too much "Underage Thinking" or should I say Thinking Underage?
See, totally random.
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Ever felt inspired but trapped by the confines of reality?
Ever been filled with so many ideas that nothing comes out?
I guess a lot of us are.
Random, yes, but random posts always make more sense than planned out ones. Lol. :) Just a thought.
You're probably right!
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