Insomnia is a term which is banded around a lot and I'm reluctant to use it here becase it feels like it's a condition and would need to be diagnosed and I'm not keen on self-diagnosis. So for the purposes of this blog lets just say I've got a lot on my mind; specifically, currently I'm a bit stressed out by my job (but who isn't?) and I feel like I'm in a bit of a creative funk.I used to play in a band but I've not picked up my guitar for a good couple of years now. I used to take photographs every day but I tend to only pick up the camera when I'm on holiday. I used to write but I've not found the muse to inspire me. I know I'm wallowing here but perhaps this is a form of therpy for my non-condition.
I'm not going to go too deeply into anythig in this post, this is a scene-setter for what, I hope will follow. I want to talk frankly about the things that pop into my head without the constraints I put upon my self when I'm fully concious. Life is short and a lot of things frustrate me about the way I have interpreted that I should behave while I experience it. While I don't think I'm ready to go completely against how I've decided to behave up to this point, perhaps I can use this as a forum to express and debate where I think I may have got things wrong.
Anyway, it's getting later as I type and I'm not yet ready to comfortably spout the sort of unguarded drivel that I may produce when I'm actually fighting off sleep. I think I'll take advantage of my fatigue and hit the hay for tonight.
I'll do my best to keep posting here regular but bear with me in the early days as It may take some time to get momentum up.
Currently listening to SOAD, The Pixies & Silversun Pickups
