i found myself inspired by the internet again, all it took was a familiar soundtrack from my impressionable days. here’s hoping it’s the start of everything real.
errant ravings
i found myself inspired by the internet again, all it took was a familiar soundtrack from my impressionable days. here’s hoping it’s the start of everything real.
outlets are hard to find, but necessary. i feel out of balance. i’m falling into easy habits too often. find myself waiting for inspiration. always assuming it will find me. No effort required. it’s always worked that way. why would it stop? if it doesn’t work that way, then it wasn’t meant to happen.
wake up. set myself on fire. turn it upside down. again? again.
