I've been lacking a lot of inspiration lately. Where exactly is the inspiration source when you need it?
And I suppose it's normal to receive sudden bouts of inspiration at 1am in the morning, or later.
Or so I've heard.
And I find it strange that there so much difficulty in me publishing or writing any bit of drabble I actually have stuck in my head because I find it embarrassing to no end.
I keep thinking of the good works I've come across before, and that never fails to make me stop in my tracks and think, what am I doing?
I'd readily bet that that's the perfectionist in me speaking.
Right now, I think I'm in need of another entity to counter that unwelcomed voice. Why do I always feel embarrassed to do things simply because I know that I'll never be the best? People are supposed to have freedom, right? Besides, I know I can be better than some others I know of.
But when that perfectionist speaks, all else is forgotten.
I need to overcome this.
To some people, drabbles and witty comments are as easy as me churning out blog entries.
Hah. Of course I know such people.
And it doesn't help the situation.
Saturday, November 05, 2005
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