Apr. 29, 2004 @ 10:54 a.m.

The extent to my own writing seems to play directly off the emotion of my insides. Lately, I never seem compelled or inspired to write. Even more lately, I’ve come to a decision that it’s because I can only write when I’m feeling any emotion other than contentment. Right now I’m pretty happy with what is happening in my life and this is why I have absolutely nothing to say about it. Go figure?