The past four months have been a blur, and as a result, I haven't really been able to write in this blog for a very long while. I probably could have found the time to do so, but I never really found the impetus to write; nothing really inspired me to click-clack away at the keyboard while staring at my laptop screen.
So what brings me here right now? I'm not really sure at this point. Maybe I just miss the rhythm of the keys being struck as I write mindless nonsense. I also bought a paper journal (again) and I haven't written in it for at least a week. Why can't I develop some consistent routine for writing journal or blog entries? Do I really get much pleasure from writing about my day as much as I think I do?
Maybe I could turn this blog into a creative writing experiment. Every couple of days, I could attempt to write a short story or a poem as a creative catharsis. After all, I don't get many opportunities to be creative with my school work, so maybe I can take advantage of this space to stimulate my brain's right side (that's the side that correlates with creativity, right?).
Why don't I give it a shot?
The Old Union
I sit here, enveloped by an incessant humming
A sound that implies activity, a buzzing
That, in its consistency, erases the inactivity around me
9:56 PM
The lights shine bright and students walk past
Anonymity at its finest
And no one hears
The click-clack of words as they come to fruition
Wow. That was terrible.
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