I haven’t been inspired to write lately. I have a lot of things to say but nowhere to put them. Some things I want to be read and some things I don’t. I have days where I want to throw people under the bus and vent my lungs out. I want to tell the world how it is and let people know that they are assholes but I don’t because I don’t know who’s reading this. And other times, I have something really awesome to say, so awesome that I can’t find my words. Or I don’t have time or I figure that no one is even reading this so what’s the point?
I have questions without answers and things I struggle with on a daily basis. Sometimes I want advice and sometimes I want everyone to be quiet and sometimes I want people to tell me it’ll be okay. I want to brag, I want to wallow, I want to be excited, I want pity, and I want to cry. I want to hate, and love, and inspire, and motivate. Sometimes, I have so much to say that I can’t say anything. Like I’m stuck.