I've Forgotten How to Write
I wrote a couple paragraphs on a new idea just now, and I thought they were going pretty good, but then I noticed that my tenses were all screwed up. I saved the file, and I don't know when I'll ever get back to it.
That's as far as I could get: two paragraphs, and one of them was a pretty tiny paragraph. How can something that used to give me so much pleasure now seem like such a chore? Getting the words out of my head and onto the page was so much easier when I was young and had nothing to really occupy my mind but constant daydreaming. But daydreaming has been replaced with worry and depression, and unlike some of the greats, I do not find depression to be conducive to inspiration.
The mounting realization is that I will never succeed in any creative endeavor.
And I had so much potential in my youth.
