i've been finding inspiration in some of the most strange places lately. my most recent is magnetic poetry. i could sit there forever endlessly creating sentences; flowing one word to the next.
"take me this summer night - think after the moon bounds across the sky - leaving for the sun to live."
lately i feel a lot more complex than normal. the best way i feel i can describe it is like being a calm river with a really strong current underneath. i feel so serene on the surface, but inside i'm raging, stuck inside my own whirlpool. it's not bad, just intense. i've been so stuck in my head lately. everyone is right, i do over analyze. though, i haven't really decided if that's good or bad just yet.
the best advice i've gotten recently is "follow your bliss." my only problem is, what is it? i think i have an idea, but you can never be so sure of things.
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