I have this creative energy going on, but I’m feeling stuck. It’s not just here; it’s everywhere. My schoolwork, my job. My friends. My country. I’m feeling incredible amounts of potential and no airflow.
I’m wondering what exactly is stuck; is it one thing, like a pebble in an engine? It is that the whole mechanism is just in a rut? Is it me or is it the world?
It could be the long, hard week I had. It could be the crappy news I read in the paper each morning.
I just wish I had more time to explore. It’s so cliche, but it wouldn’t be a cliche if it wasn’t so true and widespread: everyone is too busy moving to notice where they’re moving to or from or with or without. And I’m getting trapped in that spin cycle.
Time to explore, that’s what I need. And it’s the hardest thing out there to get.
Whadya got: