I simply cannot write
Been writing snippets and tossing them aside right in the middle of it for a while now
I have a lot of ideas to write about in my head
But there simply is no fire
And when I can’t feel that fire anything I write simply won’t cut it
I am not sure why this is happening
The only thing I know is
That incurable romantic seems to be dying
I am just listless
I cannot feel anything anymore
Maybe it’s still all in there
Waiting to pop out one day
But right now it’s all quiet in there
It’s all empty
All those things that seem to matter to me don’t mean nothing now
I am simply indifferent
It just feels like nothing can shock me anymore
Maybe one day soon something will ignite that fire again
Make me what to write again
Maybe tomorrow I will visit those drafts and find them worthy enough to share
But today I am just indifferent really
I simply do not care
Don’t give up…keep writing anything…it kinda make sense anyway 🙂
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Lol. Thank you
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I get the dryness; when you seem to lose the mojo – the drive – because you can’t connect to who you are: you seem lost within yourself. You will find you, eventually: the incurable romantic will show up again; and then the fire will burn bright again; because….that’s who you are. And you aren’t going anywhere anytime soon.
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Thank you. She has been gone a long time though. Still cannot find her
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Ah! It’s time to organize a search party then….hashtag, bring back the incurable romantic!
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😂😂😂😂😂 silly you
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