When did I become this black hole? Why can I only take, instead of give? Where did my inspiration go?
Things have just lost their shine. There's no longer that spark of creativity and passion in everything I do. I feel... squashed, as though I'm a firecracker that got stomped on before it could go off.
I'm creatively frustrated, I suppose. Everything I used to love has faded into this dull, grey, Provo world. I try to come back. I tried working on a short story the other day--but everything I wrote sounded stupid. I tried writing a poem. Same problem. I tried playing piano. No dice. I've tried singing, but it's just discouraging now.
I wish I had something that I was actually good at to rely on in times like this. But I don't.
Help.
so im pretty sure you are like... amazing at playing the violin? go stand on the corner with a hat on the ground and start playing... people will listen, and love you. this will also help your dating situation. because guys will be falling all over you and that beautiful instrument. (yes i read that post.) also i just became addicted to this blog. you are amazing miranda. and i look up to you now even more than ever. you are my new inspiration.(: love you!
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life changes after high school. Back then we only had to compare ourselves to 800 other kids, even in our specializations we could still do multiple things. Then college comes and we realize that we aren't particularly good at anything, up here i am only a mediocre debater neither particularly good or bad. But through all of this change i have realized one thing, that our reason for doing something must be changed. The reality is that we have little if anything to offer the world that we are good at, thus the reason for doing the things we do becomes much more selfish, For our own enjoyment.
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