Among other things, writing about nothing. I guess I envy those who can take situations no one would think twice of, and write a beautiful diotribe on it. Granted, the process im in no with creating poetry from strangers is one thing, but what about talking about it. Like im the massive editor of a magazine and every photo clip of my life was worth a thousand pages.
Or maybe I just need to relax and enjoy shit instead of worrying about how many pages every experience will churn up.
I think im just tired.