I sometimes will regret writing some if the stuff i feel is, rather lame, mediocre and repetitive.
But then i think, why should i regret it ? Thats just me having fun in my own head, spilling out the mess inside my brain and thoroughly enjoying every minute of it.
If only such a surge of motivation and creativity was attainable whenever i want, not needing any other outside source to spark it up.
Thats why i’ll post a bajillion things all at once. Then, nothing for a week.
DEAR DOORS OF CREATIVITY AND INSIGHTFUL PERCEPTION : PLEASE OPEN MORE REGULARLY, WITHOUT HAVING TO USE OUR OH SO TRUSTY ‘KEY’
Damnit, i’ll pick your lock next time.
Or perhaps i shall shove right through the door and forever be on the other side.
dormant, no more.