The Glass

Ooo watch out, folks. I am attempting a daily prompt today. The Daily Prompt asks,

Is the glass half-full, or half-empty?

Honestly, that question has always kind of irritated me. Why? I don’t like it’s connotations. If you are to think the glass is half-full then that must obviously mean you’re optimistic and pessimistic if you feel it is half-empty. I don’t believe that way, but I also believe it’s just a glass and it can be both depending on how you want to look at it. And the way you look at it doesn’t deem a character flaw or strength or depression or otherwise.

I am also a little more literal in the sense that if you pour out or drink some of the liquid, then it would automatically mean half-empty, but if you just filled it then it would be half-full. So it can be based on technicalities.

In my little world, it can be both based on how you look at it, but how you look at it doesn’t determine your optimism or pessimism.

Free My Mind

alicefree

I feel as if my mind is on lock down. I only wish there was a door I could just casually walk through, but unfortunately there’s not. I don’t know if it’s the monotony of my days that seem to all run together or if it’s the medication or maybe a combination of both.

My day consists of waking up, coffee, computer, reading, napping, coffee, computer, reading, bed. Mind you I stay in my bed the whole day every day. Alice hasn’t been around much, busy and all that stuff.

My life blows right now. Just saying.

You’re from the 70′s, but I’m a 90′s Bitch!

I am going to do a little experiment. I am going to see if forcing myself to write a post-a-day will help me eradicate this blogger’s block. I also am going to be writing to music. Maybe if my brain is halved it will help. Or I am just talking shit on a Thursday evening.

I’m finding myself gravitating toward pop music thanks to the I Love It song by Icona Pop. This is unheard of as I am huge on anti-pop music.

Writing with music playing is harder than I thought. But silence has become hard also. OK I need to change this station now. I heard my song and the rest is giving me the ills.

Aah, Nirvana. The band everyone despises and I love all the more so. I think most people would despise my musical taste and question if it is taste in the first place. You can just suck it though.

So expect a lot of crap posts in your reader from me for a while. And when I say a lot, I mean one a day. I also think it’s what’s halting my flow. I don’t think what I am going to post will be worthy enough for your reader. I need to get over that shit. This is my blog after all. I can’t please everyone.

Bitter

This blogger’s block is making me quite bitter. I am beginning to feel like it will never let up.

Have hope.

Hang in there. 

Sweet sentiments, really, but I have this ungodly feeling that my ability to blog has gone for good. I also have a sinking feeling that my medications have something to do with it. All creativity has abandoned me and it was what I had that gave me sustainability to handle life. My life.

In other news, D got me a new laptop so I am pretty pleased and grateful about that. Unfortunately it doesn’t conquer blogger’s block like I had hoped it would. I’m not kidding. I thought it’d be my cure-all, but no. It just sits here and looks pretty while I checkout Facebook and you bloggers which I love and begrudge all the same — begrudge because you can blog. Don’t take it personal.

Love you all.

 

 

Jaden on Church

Jaden is my nephew and here is his logic:

Only persons whose favorite thing is Jesus go to church.

Yes, baby, you’re right.

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