I need a serious form of inspiration. Life is getting boring. There is nothing to talk about….well there are and I need a muse so that I will have the motivation and good flow of words to write it on paper. Maybe it will flow if I believe or at least try to believe that I can do it if I just concentrate hard and let it flow from my heart and my brain and into the piece of paper. Let my fingers rapidly do the typing and everything will be fine.
I’ve been thinking a lot lately, well not really…but I was thinking…about lots of things. I think about my job, my life and my future. I think about what God have planned for me and whether I have the strength to receive it with open arms. I wished I could say that I am prepared to do so but I don’t have that confident I desire. Whatever that has been happening in my life were mostly unplanned for I’m sure. I would love for things to be spontaneous but it never turns out the way I wanted, at least half of ‘em. But I guess I should be learning to accept. By saying that things ‘never’ go my way is an overstatement. Sometimes things does go my way.
You know how sometimes you know that doing something that will be bad for you or something that you should not get involved in but you just don’t care and then you fall into it? Does this make any sense? Because I know that I should have stayed away from something but I choose to ignore any warnings and then I crash ahead and fall.
I am in serious need for someone to pick me up and teach me how to walk...along the straight line.
