I have never eaten more Subway in my life. A veggie six-inch sub a day cannot be that bad for me though. Can it? I have a ten-page paper due on the 14th and no idea what to write about. A fiction story? Maybe I'll make up some fantastical world. My mind does not work like that anymore. I used to be able to imagine my way out of life when I was in eigth grade. I could actually separate my mind from my body and travel. Kind of trippy. And I didn't even know what LSD meant back then.
I've had writers block since tenth grade. I was introduced to the realities of the world and fell victim to them. Homework was necessary. Getting prepared for college. Renting a house. Paying bills. There is no time to lay around and make up stories. Unless it was my job. But I do not think I could make any money writing creatively. So I'll go into Journalism and wait for my big break. Haha, yeah right. I don't feel like posting a picture today. So I won't.
And thank you to everyone that comments on my blog. I really appreciate it.
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