its been awhile

since ive written here.

i wish the rate at which i processed my life would slow down. too many times have i neglected to reflect the dialect that passes through my head.

a crude example:  an event happens--> reflective thoughts during reflective mood--> desire to jot things down/have reflective thoughts be inspiration --> go on with my day ---> forget it even happened.

even if i carried around a book to write everything down in, it never quite captures the energy/inspiration of the moment. one option would be to run/drive/teleport home the instant i feel this way.
on the other hand..
i think some of the finest creations come about when you're not caught up on how uninspired your soul is. just mental indigestion that needs to come out onto a clean canvas. soul diarrhea.
then perhaps progress in a creative sense comes from the inability to dump [ :) ] your ideas during the week.

this entry is a prime example of my contemplations. i love reflecting through blog.