Make Time For Things That Make You Happy

It is near impossible to write anything worthwhile with writer's block. Writer's block is nothing more than lack of inspiration, as I am so often plagued with. Using this piece as an example, when writing without purpose, nothing really gets written but a bunch of fluff. Filler. Nonsense. Bullshit that nobody wants to read.

So, I apologize for not having anything worth reading lately. All of my energy and life have been sucked out of me by school and projects and studying my ass off. There is simply nothing left in me to write anything meaningful this week. I sincerely hope that next week improves.

Creating an intellectual piece of writing legitimately makes my day.

Pouring my thoughts into this blog everyday sets aside a small part of each day for me to unwind. When the entry is finished, if my work is impressive and I'm happy with it, I just feel good for the rest of the night. Nothing else makes me feel that way.

Sometimes, I wonder if that's how artists feel when they paint something beautiful. I always used to wonder what that felt like. Lacking any artistic abilities myself, I dreamt of how it felt to be able to visualize and create something so pleasing to the eye...so beautiful. Then, one day, I realized that I achieve the same feeling of accomplishment and success, I just do it in a different way. My art is writing, rather than drawing or painting.

I've been afraid most of my life that I would never find my passion. However, most of the time I was searching, that passion had been right under my nose. Everyone has one.

What's yours?