writing...

Writing is something I do alot of. Even though i haven't been blogging very often, I write every day. So I figured it is time to share something I've written with this tiny universe of the internet. This is something I wrote a while ago, last fall I believe. I vaguely remember writing this but I do not completely remember the context. Read, ponder, forget or not...its just a thought from my head:

"Whatever you do don't read between the lines and don't reply with I told you so.
Never again never again will I come this far and let you get to me
A D D has washed over me like insomnia has become my friend
Motivation took a vacation and I'll never see the end of it all.
I look around and all I see are piles of the things i've left undone
Try that I may it seems the only thing I hold on to
is checking and rechecking but nothing ever changes.
The internet is a scary place and it encourages all kinds of denial,
Refresh will never make it any better and nothing will ever change.
So I'll write and I'll write all kinds of nonsense because, you see,
This doesn't make sense at all
But writing is the only thing worth doing, the only friend worth having
That part, now that, makes some sense.
Just call me Anything now please
What a hero, a lonely and tragic zero."

I think that one line captures it pretty well..."this doesn't make sense at all"
haha, anyways...hope you're all having a happy summer.