I can't sulk forever. Well, at least I can't let sulking stop me from doing what I do.
I haven't written a single thing (well, until now) since the day I found out.
Before that, there was some new piece almost everyday.
The feeling was exhilarating. I felt alive. I felt like I was actually making something of actual worth... to the world... to myself.
But the news... I guess it sucked any sort of inspiration from me, seeing as how depressing it was.
But I have to get back on my feet, and this coffee shop isn't enough.
And well... I don't think I can ever let go of that one thing I love.
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