I used to think that I had amazing ideas, and believed myself to be a very creative person.
I don’t know if I was under some grand illusion, believing myself to be something I am not, or if perhaps I was once creative and imaginative and have just lost it.
Whichever it was , my creativity is now gone.
I need a muse of some sort, something to bring back the spark, or jump start what was never really there.
Maybe, my lack of creativity comes from stress. Maybe it comes from age.
All I seem to be able to think about lately is what is in my head, the day to day bullshit.
I could write about all of that till I turn blue. Just to get it out of my head for a little while.
As those of you who read this know already, sometimes I go off on tangents, and sometimes my day to day is rather humorous. Either way, I am not using any imagination, merely reporting on my observations of life.
Here is to hoping I find the spark.
Peace and Love,
B
