The Cave

I am becoming scared I'm losing my creative way of writing.

Is this how Picasso felt as he entered his 'blue' phase? Was he just hanging out in his cruddy apartment(he was an artist after all) with nothing but a paintbrush and easel thinking, "I have a whole lot of blue paint just chilling here, and I don't want to have to go back to Hobby Lobby for more red...this will have to do."

It's not that I can't make funny movie references, because I have plenty of those. Right now, I'm being very Donnie Darko-ish. I'm full of concepts and thoughts, but I can't express them in the limited amount of time provided without making a crappy sequel no one wanted. Also, if a talking bunny named Frank shows up I am freaking out of here.

It's not that I don't have loads of stories to share, because I do. Our pet Great Pyrenees, which we are pretty sure is some sort of evil clumsy reincarnate of our previous dog, has learned a new trick. She is named Sugar but don't let that fool you. The second you turn around she will rush you, bite your pant leg, and attempt to pants you. She has been successful on every attempt so far. Someone for the love of all that is good and holy buy my family belts!

I think I just need a more effective schedule. My body doesn't really have one which is sometimes great! For example: Both the trip to Vegas and back I was primarily awake the entire 16 hours. Which was a good thing since evidently every time I fell asleep, whoever was driving also began to doze...it is a miracle I am alive. However, it can also be a very bad thing. You know that whole I stayed up almost the entire 16hr drive thing? Yeah, I slept for almost a full day yesterday. No joke. I am like the Lil Wayne of sleeping.

One month I will release 15 different singles, remixes, and co-produced songs. The next, I will be in jail, sleeping. I'm almost positive that's why he disappears for months at a time. Dude is just exhausted, and I can understand that. *fist pound*

Can I add that to my bucket list?
#11 fist pound Lil Wayne and share a recognition nod.
Done.

Oh wow. I just wrote an entire post about nothing...
You see my problem here?
I may be becoming the Joel Osteen of blogging.
Sure, I'm saying a lot, but you didn't really learn anything.


Please help me...also someone buy me a belt...seriously. I can hear the dog coming.
*cowers*