Sunday

feel anything

I just have no idea, none. I think thats a big problem with people as they get older, they stop having good, new ideas. So they just take a couple of old ideas, slap them together and get a new bad one, one no one would agree with, which is exactly what they want, because then they can pretend to themselves that no one understands them, or their ideas, and they are once again a unique creative individual, something the world has long since wrung them dry of. I can feel this happening to me, every day I get a little more complacent, a little less creative, a little less likely to accept the unlikely.