I don't know what writer's block is classified as, a sickness, a disease... whatever the diagnosis may be, I've got it.
But the worst part is, I've got it with everything. My blog is going completely scanty compared to what it usually is, I have to work extra hard to push out letters on the keyboard. I'm having serious trouble concentrating, I'm slacking off on my work because I don't know what to say, I'm being highly anti-social because I don't know what to think or how to make conversation happen; all of which used to come highly natural to me.
I think I've discovered a new emotion. I don't know what to call it... It most assuredly needs a name though. It's like... depression. I used to describe depression as a spider, webbing it's way thorough your mind, clogging your emotions and your conscience so you couldn't think of how to get out of it. But in depression, you tend to be blissfully unaware that your depressed, in denial almost.
This is different. I'm quite aware of this emotion, I just don't have a name for it. Pensiveness is the closest I can come to, because it's a step under sadness. Although, technically, I'm not sad, just very anti-social. I've spent all of the past two days playing FarmVille, blogging, playing Spyro the Dragon and a few other games. Nothing productive, no homework done, and here it is coming close to seven the day before I go back to school. I don't know what to do about this.
I need energy. Not like, witch-craft, cackle cackle energy. I need some sort of fuel to be able to go through the day, because I'm dying right now. Slowly, but surely. Maybe I'll be able to figure it out. Is it possible that procrastination is an emotion?
Until next time,
Smile, Smile, Crocodiles.
Sunday, November 29, 2009
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