Lack of Motivation or Tired Inspiration
I started this term with my spirits help up higher than the eiffel tower, and now it seems like a big slump has taken over me. What happened and when did it start? I know this happens to everyone regardless of age or profession but knowing that doesn't make me feel at ease not one bit. See that's the thing with older people telling me its okay to feel like a complete shit like crumpled paper, pardon my language. You're not going to be okay, just because everyone is feeling the same thing as what you're feeling. I feel like your depriving yourself the truth, the need to know the truth is very important for fear is gone once you know the truth. Did that make sense? Well it did in my head.
Everything was slow, real slow. Too slow enough to be considered real. And now I stare at my computer screen wondering if it would talk back to me and say how meticulously pitiful I seem for my age. I'm now watching "the art of getting by" and I'm only watching this because I do not want to do my algebra homework. Its pretty good. Why can't life ever be as good as the movies? Are we too sedated to experience thrill (such as doing stuffs) maybe without getting caught in our senses? or maybe movies are outtakes of life in totality?
See they're not meant to exist in real life, movies are beautiful for the reason that we are forever subjected to looking at beauty in a distance. Close enough to taste but I still can't touch. Maybe thats the thrill, looking something from a distance is the beauty and not the plots and scenes used in the movies. This post has been the most loosely-directed post I've ever made. I wanted to find myself. Who doesn't? Who really doesn't?
I'm disappointed on how the world turned out for me, not necessarily how I planned but I guess thats what reality does to you. It screws you up the way other people screwed it up. The inevitable search for myself will be a conquest that'll never end.
Wow, the most randomest post ever. Sorry I had to.












