Argh!
"Le Sigh. C’est La Vie!"
Lately, these words, or their translation, keep repeating on
my head. Mind you I don’t speak French. These phrases, however, have reached
the apex of commonality such that I already know what they mean, despite being
foreign and relatively obscure in origin.
I don’t even know where to start. See, I just gave a
schoolmarm lecture on a few word from a language I don’t have any prior
backgrounds to. Starting there, it’s evident that my thoughts just don’t
organize themselves very well these days. Everything’s just messy! To give you
an overview, I’ve not been in the best mental condition lately. It seems as
though my creative juices have dried, and nothing, just nothing, ever seems to
become a good idea for my blog. Why?
Partly because I’m under the worst circumstances I’ve been
since March. At any point I won’t be disclosing detail by detail what the hell
is happening, but all I can say is that in the past week I’ve encountered
smorgasbord of snafus. I wish I could say more, but being elusive is the most graceful
choice of action in this case.
Damn, I really don’t like being elusive in a blog. I feel as
though if I don’t feel like disclosing itsy-bitsy of details of my accounts,
then I don’t write about it at all. At least, that’s what I normally think.
That’s also why I tend to stay away from elusive blogs.
See, because I’m doing things I normally detest, I am further convinced that I’m on a
slump with my creative instincts. What do they call this, "writer’s block"? I
sure hope so. And I sure hope it’s fleeting.
What you’re reading now is the most unpremeditated entry I’ve
written. Everything’s just twaddle. Nothing makes sense. I don’t like it. At any rate, I hope
things get better next week. Life just doesn’t seem to be in very friendly
terms with me lately. Let’s hope by next week we’ll find rapprochement.
