June edition
Ok, I've gotta start this thing up again. Two years ago, I had plenty of material to write about and nobody to read it. Now I have regular readers and nothing to write. I keep waiting for inspiration, but it's getting to the point where I think I'm gonna hafta make my own.
Hmmm... What inspires me?
My latest Netflix rental. American Splendor. That was a cool movie. I was completely fascinated, mostly because the story had been going on under my nose for 20-odd years and I had no idea.
Camping. Communing with nature. And screaming babies. And barking dogs. And nazi park rangers.
School? No. In fact, I find school definitively uninspiring. Summer classes, being condensed, last approximately 3 hours each. My attention span for articulation disorders and cleft palate, respectively, is about 1 hour each. That leaves two hours, 3 times a week, of me wanting to poke my eyes out.
The boy. Yes, he is a significant source of my inspiration these days, but not the kind of inspiration that makes me want to run home and fire up the laptop. Rather, it's the kind that makes me want to plan the rest of our lives together and then hurry up and start living it.