I have had such a hard time the last couple days trying to find something to write about. I don’t know if it is because I don’t think things are worth writing about or if it is that I can’t seem to get it into words what I’m trying to say. I want to write more than anything about how I feel towards certain things, like my life, the people the are in my life that have impacted me and the things that effect me. That’s where I have the writers block. I need a solution such as writing things down in notes before hand so I can organize what I want to say or use the microphone I bought and record what I want to say and then transfer it to text. I will have to try these two methods tomorrow when I’m not so tired.
I sit here and its like 3am or somewhere around there (I don’t know and nor do I want to because if I do it will make it seem like the night is going slower) and I’m stuck in this daze. I’m not awake enough to really care to do anything really involving like writing a post about my life but I’m not tired enough that I’m fighting to stay awake. Although I do feel hungry?
I guess that is what you get for only really eating one meal a day. Its not really that I don’t choose to eat, its the fact when I get home at 9am I don’t want to eat anything just go to bed. When I wake I eat super and because I don’t do anything in between super and going to work which is 4 hours I don’t need anything. While I’m at work I don’t eat because I can’t there is no food that appeals to me. I don’t think I have had a really original “Kyle” breakfast since the end of September, which was 6 weeks ago. mmmm how I long for Fresh Bread with peanut butter and homemade wild berry jam.
And there you go, I just wrote 3 paragraphs about absolutely nothing. Not one things was planned out or of any real interest. Just me rambling on trying to cope with sleep deprivation.