Dehydrated.

Nothing's coming out the way I want it to. I write. & I write. & I write, but the end results sound very... "blah." Quite uninspired and evidently forced out of me, in an attempt to get back into the habit. I've fallen out of line & striving to come back. My energy hasn't been up to par. Even the words that come out of my mouth sound meaningless. I want to do so much, yet my lack of motivation and inspiration puts me at an abrupt stop. Perhaps one day, it will become possible for us to jot down our thoughts without putting in the effort to do so. (However, nothing's really worth it if you don't put in any effort.)

I swear my mind thinks way too quickly for my fingers to thoroughly process it all. How odd.