Lou (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} nightmoonlight) wrote,@ 2006-08-06 20:31:00 |
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mundane circus
Ow, my head hurts.
Another day of mediocrity and I've forgotten how to think properly. All that's on my mind is clear space, and the occasional sexual impulse which creeps its way in to the masculine thought process. There's nothing up here. Nothing worth thinking about, at least. I keep trying to motivate myself; half-convincing myself I have a purpose to fulfil,
"Write a book. You enjoy writing, make a start on a story. Go on! It'll be good!" I knew there was a reason I didn't listen to that little voice in my head! Best to block it out. Yeah, blocking it works. Why would I wanna start a book? I'd get 10 pages in and lose every desire I started with to finish the fucking thing. It's no wonder I don't hear myself think. My brain is two-thirds retarded for the most part and that one-third I actually CAN regard functional spends more time analyzing how big a waste of time it would be to make something of myself than it does applying itself to meaningful/useful/cool things.
I'm gonna lean head-first against the wall. Mmm, cool walls don't require a thought process. This is living.
Ow, my head hurts.
Another day of mediocrity and I've forgotten how to think properly. All that's on my mind is clear space, and the occasional sexual impulse which creeps its way in to the masculine thought process. There's nothing up here. Nothing worth thinking about, at least. I keep trying to motivate myself; half-convincing myself I have a purpose to fulfil,
"Write a book. You enjoy writing, make a start on a story. Go on! It'll be good!" I knew there was a reason I didn't listen to that little voice in my head! Best to block it out. Yeah, blocking it works. Why would I wanna start a book? I'd get 10 pages in and lose every desire I started with to finish the fucking thing. It's no wonder I don't hear myself think. My brain is two-thirds retarded for the most part and that one-third I actually CAN regard functional spends more time analyzing how big a waste of time it would be to make something of myself than it does applying itself to meaningful/useful/cool things.
I'm gonna lean head-first against the wall. Mmm, cool walls don't require a thought process. This is living.
