it's been a while. but, i have no excuses. well, actually i have some but if i had the urge to write something i would have. so, no..i don't have any excuses.
it bothers me.. not writing for a while yet lacking the aspiration to do so..on top of it all, i seem to find no shame or regret by dully indulging myself in reminiscence. how i used to conceive solid fiction should not make me smile but yearn for more. does/should one motivate herself for this kind of productivity? is it an on/off switch? do you have to have talent, time, energy, and ever-lasting inspiration to be consistently creative and satisfactorily successful (covering all possible meanings of success)? or is one of them enough to be the main force to drive the others along?
when i was in elementary school i (replaceable with any naive person) thought "in the year 2000s" we would be able to fly solo and take all the necessary food intake via pills. wouldn't that be great to have 40% of your daily competence amount with the greatly sought after triangle pill, 50% of motivation and 20% of fecundity with over-the-counter cylindrical ones, 30% of self-consciousness with the herbal-based green capsule which was also proved to increase sense of direction?
even so..the flesh will still be tormented and insatiable and whoever reached that gold standard of productivity and creativity will be faced with serious threat of drug overdose.
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