I guess it's like I allowed my passions to ruin my life, nah... I guess shouldn't say ruined but it sure has made things a lot more complicated.
Now that I'm into her she's not trying to give me the time of day, I sit around waiting to hear from her but it's like I'm sitting around in vain.
I've got to get out of this rut but I don't even know where to begin... I guess I really should get some sleep, that probably would be a good place to start. I'm trying to think of how long it's been since I've last been to bed, but my thoughts aren't to clear.
I'm feeling addled, why doesn't she come see me? I really need to see her and to bask in the warmth of her presence, when suddenly I realize that's not the way that creativity works and without my creativity I'm not much of an Artist.
So I'll just get some sleep and who knows maybe tomorrow my creativity will be back and I can once again explore my passions in the visual manner I've been thirsting for these long dark lonely nights.
