I’ve noticed that I only feel creative when I’m pissed off or depressed. This creates an unusual tension. I love to write, vent, connect dots, and make observations. I’m a social observer. The problem is, when I’m content, my mind is blank. I feel like I don’t have anything to say. I don’t see anything. From a creative perspective, this almost translates into a secret desire to want to be depressed or down. And that is not good. I’m not sure what the solution is. I have no desire to write corny articles about positive thinking or loving life. That shit is boring. I’d rather not write at all. But if I had to choose, of course I would side with being content and not writing much over being sad and having plenty to write about. If you’re able to connect dots, I just stated that I’ve been relatively content recently, which is a positive thing—I guess.

My Life

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