Well, I just posted before this but it was too long so it wouldn’t post. That really annoys me. Anyway, gotta try to get back to that frame of mind again….Ok, I’m talking to my online friend Sarah right now…I talk to her just about everyday on MSN instant messenger and even though it’s usually nothing too deep I still really enjoy it.
Anyway, yesterday she told me that it’s hard to write when you’re happy. I really think that this is true for me. All of the poetry that I write is not necessarily negative, but certainly dark. And I only write when I’m in a certain dark frame of mind…And this journal is no exception. I find that I haven’t had anything to write in it so far because I haven’t been in a dark mood lately.
Of course being in love has something to do with that. It really helps me to keep out of any sort of negative head space. Not that I was ever depressed, just, I don’t know, not happy at times….I don’t get to see the person that I’m in love with very often now but just being in love certainly makes everything easier. Except for writing. But then, I think it does. The absence of the fullness of it can prompt me to feel more of the void, see into it, but not fall in. So really, it shouldn’t be too detrimental if I can manage to focus more on writing when I know I can.
Well, I guess that’s it for now. See, I do have depth sometimes. 🙂
Anyway, yesterday she told me that it’s hard to write when you’re happy. I really think that this is true for me. All of the poetry that I write is not necessarily negative, but certainly dark. And I only write when I’m in a certain dark frame of mind…And this journal is no exception. I find that I haven’t had anything to write in it so far because I haven’t been in a dark mood lately.
Of course being in love has something to do with that. It really helps me to keep out of any sort of negative head space. Not that I was ever depressed, just, I don’t know, not happy at times….I don’t get to see the person that I’m in love with very often now but just being in love certainly makes everything easier. Except for writing. But then, I think it does. The absence of the fullness of it can prompt me to feel more of the void, see into it, but not fall in. So really, it shouldn’t be too detrimental if I can manage to focus more on writing when I know I can.
Well, I guess that’s it for now. See, I do have depth sometimes. 🙂