I am sure nobody gives a damn on my blog, much more react to it! So I' d rather post whatever decent statements I'd like since I think I am the only one reading this piece of crap.
I am the opposite of inspired.
There are a lot of things I'd really like to do or write about. I wonder what's stopping me. Is it apprehension? fear? I really don't know.
On the million things I'd like to do, about 0.2% came true. I had always put off great ideas because of "many reasons". I thought finishing the "much more" important things would make me satisfied(well, they did), but I was not fully happy.
Little things, little things...
I hope to drown with a gazillion of lovely ideas..
This blog will be a witness..
Procrastination. Walk away from me...
